E. S. Carter Quotes

It's good to see you, little one." He (Uncle Eddie) scanned her short skirt. "I only wish I were not seeing quite so much of you.

I wouldn't mind meeting a dashing thief," the woman's friend whispered. Hale winked at Kat. Kat raised her eyebrows and whispered, "I'd like to meet one of those, too.

What about a Princess Bride?" "Where are we gonna find a six-fingered man on such short notice?

That's for me to know, and for you to find out.

She thought she was only seeing him because she wanted to see him... It's a by-product of very dramatic kissing.

Hey I bruise," Hale said. "Also, you are freakishly strong.

Do you have any idea how hard it is to tail an eighty year-old woman Its hard. Really hard. Really...slow. -Grabrielle

Oh you’re heist-drunk Kitty Kat. And you have been since the Henley.

Where's the fun in that?

Note to self: Rachel Morgan is a totally awesome liar.

Good-bye Dr. Steve,' I said, then climbed the stairs and went to the fifth floor to die.

Time, Ms. McHenry," Townsend said. "It can be a cruel, cruel thing

Even the longest con was never more than an assortment of moments that were in themselves very very short.

I'm a spy, Cam. I was born to do this- to be this. It's in my blood. And I will do it until the day I die. It's who I am... The thing is I don't think you realise is... it's who you are too.

Lies," Mr Solomon said the next morning as he walked into the classroom. "We tell them to our friends," he said. "We tell them to our enemies. And eventually...we tell them to ourselves.

Thanks to you, Gabs, we just figured out a half dozen ways not to rob the Henley.

Well, I'm leaning probably toward the sciences like physics.

I am entirely alone. I and my shadow fill the universe.

There was a house we all had in common and it was called the past, even though we'd lived in different rooms.

Anticipation is the greater part of pleasure.

The tiger will never lie down with the lamb; he acknowledges no pact that is not reciprocal. The lamb must learn to run with the tigers.

Home is where the heart is and hence a movable feast.

A fairy tale is the kind of story in which one king goes to another king to borrow a cup of sugar

I drew the curtains to conceal the sight of my father's farewell; my spite was sharp as broken glass.

Among the monsters, I am well hidden; who looks for a leaf in a forest?

Midnight, and the clock strikes. It is Christmas Day, the werewolves birthday, the door of the solstice still wide enough open to let them all slink through.

Stars on our door, stars in our eyes, stars exploding in the bits of our brains where the common sense should have been

He is, I think, already pondering a magisterial project: that of buggering the English language, the ultimate revenge of the colonialised.

The only time I ever iron the sheets or make meringues is when there is an ... urgent deadline in the offing.

we must not blame our poor symbols if they take forms that seem trivial to us, or absurd, ... however paltry they may be; the nature of our life alone has determined their forms.

I should have liked to have had him beside me in a glass coffin, so that I could watch him all the time and he would not have been able to get away from me.

[T]ea, that uniquely English meal, that unnecessary collation at which no stimulants--neither alcohol nor meat--are served, that comforting repast of which to partake is as good as second childhood.

It is, perhaps, a better thing to be valued only as an object of passion than never to be valued at all.

For hours, for days, for years, she had wandered endlessly within herself but never met anybody, nobody.

His main principles were indeed as follows: everything it is possible to imagine can also exist.

One beast and only one howls in the woods by night.

Losing their names, these things underwent a process of uncreation.

Hope for the best, expect the worst.

I had the brief notion that his heart, pressed flat as a flower, crimson and thin as tissue paper, lay in this file. It was a very thin one.

The lovely Hazard girls', they used to call them. Huh. Lovely is as lovely does; if they looked like what they behave like, they'd frighten little children.

I will tell you what Jeanne was like. She was like a piano in a country where everyone has had their hands cut off.

The invisible is only another unexplored country, a brave new world.

It may be the first in what I trust will be a rapidly growing and influential genre--the novel designed on purpose to be excludedfrom the Booker short-list.

I know that whenever a group of women are gathered together, the grandmother always makes a phantom appearance, hovering above them.

Art need no longer be an account of past sensations.

After me there are no more jazz singers . . . It's a crime that no little singer is back there sockin' it to me in my field. To keep it going, to keep it alive, because I'm not going to live forever.

Yes, I'm a real southern boy.

I always said what I thought and I didn't hold anything back.

Research shows that social media is comprised of two components: social and media.

How does my music connect to an audience? That is just a complete mystery to me.