Top 500 Erin Morgenstern Quotes (2024 Update)
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301. “I thought a circus environment would be an interesting venue to explore, where you didn’t just have one tent with three rings and a show going on but where you could explore different things in different tents.”

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302. “Most cats will do anything if you ask them nicely.”

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303. “It’s lovely, the way wishes are added to it, by lighting candles with ones that are already lit and adding them to the branches. New wishes ignited by old wishes.”

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304. “Fates Foretold and Darkest Desires Disclosed.”

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305. “I know, interference is one of the very few things that is apparently against the rules. I do not intend to interfere, I intend to learn his systems so I can stop having to constantly manage so much of the circus.”

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306. “He believes in books, he thinks as he leaves the room. That much he knows for sure.”

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307. “Look around you, he says, waving a hand at the surrounding tables. Not a one of them even has an inkling of the things that are possible in this world, and what’s worse is that none of them would listen if you attempted to enlighten them. They want to believe that magic is nothing but clever deception, because to think it real would keep them up at night, afraid of their own existence.”

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308. “Do me a favor and marry someone who will take decent care of the sheep.”

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309. “But he doesn’t open the box anymore. It sits, firmly closed, in the tree. He thinks maybe he should throw it away, but he cannot bring himself to do it. Perhaps he will leave it in the tree and let the bark grow over it, sealing it inside.”

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310. “Los secretos tienen poder. Y ese poder disminuye cuando son compartidos, asi que estan bien guardados y bien cuidados. Compartir secretos, secretos reales, importantes, con una persona, los cambiara.”

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311. “They are gods with lost myths, writing themselves new ones.”

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312. “She is young enough to carry fear with her without letting it into her heart. Without being scared. She wears her fear lightly, like a veil, aware that there are dangers but letting the crackling awareness hover around her. It does not sink in, it buzzes in excitement like a swarm of invisible bees.”

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313. “He pulls the girl close to keep her warm. He kisses her shoulder, pretending he will have her for a lifetime when in truth they have only minutes left together.”

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314. “She wears her worry like a coat she never takes off.”

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315. “She tries to think the way she imagines Marco.”

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316. “It is a modest flat with basic furnishings, so similar to his former rooms that he finds it difficult to feel anything resembling homesickness, save for the library, though he still possesses an impressive number of books.”

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317. “How is it better?” Celia asks. “How is anything better than anything else here? How is one tent comparable to another? How can any of this possibly be judged?” “That is not your concern.” “How can I excel at a game when you refuse to tell me the rules?”

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318. “We cannot feel the bars unless we push against them.”

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319. “Reading a novel, he supposes, is like playing a game where all the choices have been made for you ahead of time by someone who is much better at this particular game.”

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320. “He finds himself wishing the proper people to talk to would light up or have hovering indicator arrows over their heads or dialogue options to choose from.”

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321. “He can’t even think how to describe it. It’s like an art museum and an overflowing library were relocated into a subway system.”

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322. “Each of us has our own path, Mr Rawlins. Symbols are for interpretation, not definition.”

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323. “Perhaps she herself is a page that was torn from a story and folded into a star and thrown in the shadows to be forgotten.”

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324. “Once they were librarians, but that is a subject they will only discuss if heavily intoxicated.”

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325. “The stories of a place are not easily contained.”

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326. “I have seen a great many things that I might once have considered impossible, or unbelievable. I find I no longer have clearly defined parameters for such matters. I choose to do my work to the best of my own abilities, and leave others to their own.”

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327. “As he watches her in the flickering light, it strikes Bailey suddenly that she is a fair deal older than she appears, and that the same is likely true of Marco. It is like realizing someone in a photograph is no longer the same age as they were when it was taken, and they seem farther away because of it.”

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328. “He thought he would have figured out what he believes before it all came to an end but he has not.”

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329. “Everyone spends nights on the floor of their closet during grad school.”

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330. “My train was late that day. the day I saw you drop your notebook. Had it been on schedule we never would have met. Maybe we were never meant to.”

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331. “He keeps notebooks full of symbols and glyphs, working through his old notes and finding new elements to consider. He carries smaller volumes with him at all times, transcribing them into larger ones once they are filled.”

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332. “Zachary peels and eats a mandarin orange in small segments of sunshine as he reads.”

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333. “It’s nothing I can clearly see as good or bad, but it is... intense.” Isobel pushes the cards around a bit, Le Bateleur and La Papessa surrounded by fire-tinged wands and watery cups. The crackle of the fire next to them mingles with the rain pattering against the windows. “It almost contradicts itself,” she says after a moment. “It’s as if there is love and loss at the same time, together in a kind of beautiful pain.”

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334. “When the beaded curtain parts with a sound like rain, it is Marco who enters the fortune-teller’s chamber, and Isobel immediately flips her veil from her face, the impossibly thin black silk floating back over her head like mist.”

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335. “How are you managing to keep everyone from aging?” Celia asks after a while. “Very carefully,” Marco answers. “And they are aging, albeit extremely slowly. How are you moving the circus?” “On a train.” “A train?” Marco asks, incredulous. “The entire circus moved by a single train?” “It’s a large train,” Celia says. “And it’s magic,” she adds, making Marco laugh. “I confess, Miss Bowen, you are not what I had expected.” “I assure you that feeling is mutual.”

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336. “I knew that, and still it surprised me. How long I was willing to wait for something that was only a possibility. I always thought it was just a matter of time, but I was wrong.”

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337. “The chocolates are shaped like mice, with almond ears and licorice tails.”

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338. “He wonders if he is losing his mind and then decides that if he is able to wonder about it he probably isn’t, which isn’t particularly comforting.”

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339. “They seem kind of badass, in a nerdy way.”

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340. “A language you cannot speak yourself is not necessarily a god-awful mess,” Celia says, transcribing a line of symbols into her notebook.”

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341. “Perhaps the book will act like some sort of beacon and draw whatever or whoever it is he’s looking for to him. He believes in books, he thinks as he leaves the room. That much he knows for sure.”

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342. “Do you sometimes feel like you are dreaming, all the time?”

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343. “Secrets have power. And that power diminishes when they are shared, so they are best kept and kept well. Sharing secrets, real secrets, important ones, with even one other person, will change them. Writing them down is worse, because who can tell how many eyes might see them inscribed on paper, no matter how careful you might be with it. So it’s really best to keep your secrets when you have them, for their own good, as well as yours.”

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344. “I speak languages with more ease than I read or write them, she explains. It is something in the feel of the sounds. I could attempt to put them on paper but I am sure the result would be appalling.”

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345. “They seek each other out, these people of such specific like mind. They tell of how they found the circus, how those first few steps were like magic.”

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346. “Is it the way it is in the book? He aches to know but he also suspects real places are never properly captured in words. There is always more.”

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347. “Herr Thiessen is always pleased when the circus arrives in his native Germany, but this time he is particularly delighted that it has arrived quite near Munich, so there is no need for him to secure rooms in another city.”

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348. “Once he has kicked off his boots and peeled off his winter layers, Zachary takes out the book. He turns it over in his hands and then puts it down on his desk. It doesn’t look like anything special, like it contains an entire world, though the same could be said of any book.”

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349. “Create new stories upon the old ones.”

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350. “I suppose there will never be a lack of things to say, of stories to be told and shared.”

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