Diana Wynne Jones Quotes

To love someone enough to let them go, you had to let them go forever or you did not love them that much.

Pretending was like that. Things seemed to make themselves up, once you got going.

You wouldn't believe how lonely you get.

"Oh, Lord! He's a weeper!" Grandad said disgustedly. "I wish I'd known. I'd have stayed away." "A lot of Merlins have cried when they prophesied," Dad pointed out. "I know. But I don't have to like it, do I?" Grandad retorted.

Over scones round the kitchen table, it emerged that Aunt Mary thought Ayna, Gair and Ceri came from Malaysia. Brenda looked at their faces and breathed in half a scone. While Gerald was pounding Brenda on the back, Ceri leaned back from the vibrating table and looked at Aunt Mary limpidly in the eye. "I'm afraid we don't remember Masaylia at all." "Malaysia!" hissed Ayna. "Or that either," said Ceri.

Maybe, he said, you should be more careful about whom you let your dog bite. Not I! said Jamal. I am a believer of free will. If my dog chooses to hate the whole human race except myself, it must be free to do so.

"Curse those two time-ghosts!" he almost shrieked. "They made me quite sure you were the Time Lady! But you're not, are you? I could tell you were a real Twenty Century person with every word you said. Mickey Mouse!" he yelled.

One does not want glory accepted as a matter of course. One wants to shock and astonish people with it.

But she's too big! the anguished man said, still glaring at Vivian. This girl is not the right size! … She was six when she went away, Father, Jonathan said. He did not seem in the least alarmed. That was nearly six years ago. Think how much I've changed since then. So you have, said this alarming man, turning his glare on Jonathan as if he did not think the change was for the better. I see, he said. She grew.

Happiness isn't a thing. You can't go out and get it like a cup of tea. It's the way you feel about things.

There was a little white statue there. Now I'm not artistic. I saw it was of a fellow with no clothes on - I always wonder why it's Art to take your clothes off: they never put in the goose pimples - and this fellow was wrapped in chains. He didn't look as if he was enjoying himself, and small wonder.

That was the trouble with Joris. He was nice. You ended up liking him, whatever you did. Even when you wanted to shake him till his head fell off.

"If you call me V.S. once again," she said, "I shall scream - I warn you!" Sam patted her arm. "You need a butter-pie," he said kindly.

Tell me of this Wizard Howl of yours. Sophie's teeth chattered, but she said proudly, He's the best wizard in Ingary or anywhere else. If he'd only had time, he would have defeated that djinn. And he's sly and selfish and vain as a peacock and cowardly and you can't pin him down to anything. Indeed? asked Abdullah. Strange that you should speak so proudly such a list of vices, most loving of ladies. What do you mean — vices? Sophie asked angrily. I was just describing Howl.

It was very boring. Perhaps it was his job to be boring, Vivian thought, in which case he was very good at his job.