Lev Grossman Quotes

Wishes are for children," Jane Chatwin said. "I grew up.

Everybody has their own idiopathic reaction to their childhood home.

Maybe this was one of those times when being a hero didn’t involve looking particularly brave. It was just doing what you should.

She’d gotten good at coaxing. If all else failed she had the power of the bathroom handjob, and she wielded it with an iron fist.

I was just getting comfortable," she said. "Gimme another sec."
"You can have all the sex you want.

I have a hard time believing that the history of the universe is being written by a talking rabbit," Eliot said. "Though that would explain a lot.

He threw his sword away. Screw swords. A magician doesn’t need a sword. A magician doesn’t need anything but what’s inside him.

What do you call this style?" Quentin asked.
"The mistake people make," Bingle said, "is thinking that there are different styles."
"All right."
"Force, balance, leverage, momentum—these principles never change. They are your style.

Who would’ve thought doing nothing all the time would turn out to be so damn tiring?

But now that the ripened fruit of all that preparation was right in front of him he suddenly lost any desire for it. He wasn’t surprised. He was used to this anticlimactic feeling, where by the time you’ve done all the work to get something you don’t even want it anymore. He had it all the time. It was one of the few things he could depend on.

Well," she announced cheerfully, "he's dead!

Up through around twenty-five he’d never even thought about his back: it was a balanced, frictionless, self-regulating system. Now it felt like a busted gearbox into which somebody had chucked a handful of sand.

Apparently if you’re enough of a power nerd, there is nothing that cannot be flowcharted.