Top 500 Erin Morgenstern Quotes (2024 Update)
Page 8 of 10

351. “His religion is buried in the silence of freshly fallen snow, in a carefully crafted cocktail, in between the pages of a book somewhere after the beginning but before the ending.”

— Erin Morgenstern

352. “It is a flowing waterfall of alchemical and astrological symbols, ancient marks for planets and elements all emblazoned in black ink upon her fair skin.”

— Erin Morgenstern

353. “Besides,” Friedrick continues, “you must be asked such things constantly. I find I am more interested in learning about the woman than the magician. I hope that is acceptable.” “It’s perfect,” Celia says.”

— Erin Morgenstern

354. “The beasts take different forms and are difficult to recognize for what they are.”

— Erin Morgenstern

355. “Go away,” his sister says. “I’m going to the circus, if you would care to join me,” Bailey says, his voice dull. He already knows what her answer will be. “No,” she says, as predictable as the dinnertime silence. “How childish,” she adds, shooting him a disdainful glare. Bailey leaves without another word, letting the wind slam the front door behind him. The.”

— Erin Morgenstern

356. “Now in this space the days and nights pass differently. Strangely, slowly. Languid and luscious.”

— Erin Morgenstern

357. “She was only wrong by a little bit and a little bit wrong is mostly right.”

— Erin Morgenstern

358. “There are no longer simple tales with quests and beasts and happy endings. The quests lack clarity of goal or path. The beasts take different forms and are difficult to recognize for what they are. And there are never really endings, happy or otherwise.”

— Erin Morgenstern

359. “Every seven years each cell in your body has changed, he reminds himself. He is not that boy anymore. He is twice removed from that boy.”

— Erin Morgenstern

360. “Having a physical reaction to a lack of book is not unusual.”

— Erin Morgenstern

361. “Al encender velas con otras que ya estan encendidas y agregandolas a las ramas. Nuevos deseos encendidos por viejos deseos.”

— Erin Morgenstern

362. “Each door will lead to a Harbor on the Starless Sea, if someone dares to open it.”

— Erin Morgenstern

363. “I think the best stories feel like they’re still going, somewhere, out in story space.”

— Erin Morgenstern

364. “She remembers people and fairies and dragons with equal clarity.”

— Erin Morgenstern

365. “Sometimes he feels he has lost his own story, fallen out of its pages and landed here, in between. But he remains in his story. He cannot leave it, no matter how he tries.”

— Erin Morgenstern

366. “I don’t like to tell her things that don’t make any sense. Most times things make sense eventually.”

— Erin Morgenstern

367. “Estas en el lugar correcto en el momento correcto, y te importa lo suficiente para hacer lo que se necesite hacer. Algunas veces eso es suficiente.”

— Erin Morgenstern

368. “She is young enough to carry fear with her without letting it into her heart. Without being scared.”

— Erin Morgenstern

369. “Sorry it’s so poetry today.” “So what?” Zachary asks, not certain he heard her correctly. “Poetry,” Mirabel repeats. “The weather. It’s like a poem. Where each word is more than one thing at once and everything’s a metaphor. The meaning condensed into rhythm and sound and the spaces between sentences. It’s all intense and sharp, like the cold and the wind.”

— Erin Morgenstern

370. “As soon as there’s an unquestionable truth there’s no longer a myth.”

— Erin Morgenstern

371. “The cards have been telling her as much for years but she refused to listen, choosing to see only the other possibilities, the alternate paths to be taken.”

— Erin Morgenstern

372. “A multitude of seekers looking for things they do not have names for and finding them in stories written and unwritten and in each other.”

— Erin Morgenstern

373. “You want to be in the story, not observing it from the outside. You want to be under its shell. The only way to do that is to break it. But if it breaks, it is gone.”

— Erin Morgenstern

374. “The pirate was placed here for numerous acts of a piratey nature considered criminal enough for punishment by those non-pirates who decide such things.”

— Erin Morgenstern

375. “There is the softest of sobbing as the coffin is lowered into the ground, but it is difficult to pinpoint who it is coming from, or if it is instead a collective sound of mingled sighs and wind and shifting feet.”

— Erin Morgenstern

376. “It’s funny how that works. How for so long a single year of difference matters and then after a certain point a year is nothing.”

— Erin Morgenstern

377. “This is a significant moment, he thinks, hearing the words in his head in his mother’s voice. A moment with meaning. A moment that changes the moments that follow.”

— Erin Morgenstern

378. “You want a place to be like it was in the book but it’s not a place in a book it’s just words.”

— Erin Morgenstern

379. “A language you cannot speak yourself is not necessarily a god-awful mess.”

— Erin Morgenstern

380. “She found she no longer minded that the stories would linger. That some enjoyed them and others did not but that is the nature of a story. Not all stories speak to all listeners, but all listeners can find a story that does, somewhere, sometime. In one form or another.”

— Erin Morgenstern

381. “You want a place to be like it was in the book but it’s not a place in a book it’s just words. The place in your imagination is where you want to go and that place is imaginary.”

— Erin Morgenstern

382. “Thousands of miles away, in a crowded theater that thunders with applause for the man onstage, hidden in the shadows formed between disused pieces of scenery backstage, Celia Bowen curls herself into a ball and cries.”

— Erin Morgenstern

383. “Someone needs to tell those tales. When the battles are fought and won and lost, when the pirates find their treasure and the dragons eat their foes for breakfast with a nice cup of Lapsang souchong, someone needs to tell their bits of overlapping narrative. There’s magic in that. It’s in the listener, and for each and every ear it will be different, and it will effect them in ways they can never predict.”

— Erin Morgenstern

384. “As you walk farther into the room it becomes a field of endless streetlamps, the stripes repeating in fractal patterns, over and over and over.”

— Erin Morgenstern

385. “And over the following months some of the articles are reprinted in other German papers, and eventually they are translated and printed in Sweden and Denmark and France. One article finds its way into a London paper, printed under the title “Nights at the Circus.”

— Erin Morgenstern

386. “They asked if I thought he would have done something – like jumped-off-a-bridge something – and I said I didn’t think so, but I also think most of us are two steps away from jumping off something most of the time and you never know if the next day is going to push you in one way or another.”

— Erin Morgenstern

387. “There are so many questions, so many things she longs to discuss despite her father’s constant nagging about not concerning herself with her opponent. But at the same time, she feels suddenly exposed, aware that he has always known where each of them stood. Known every time he opened a door for her or took notes for Chandresh. Every time he stared at her as he does now, with those disconcertingly bright-green eyes. Still, it is a tempting invitation.”

— Erin Morgenstern

388. “This is a typical Tsukiko response, one that does not truly answer the question. Isobel does not pry.”

— Erin Morgenstern

389. “The parliament of owls told their decision to the stars and the stars agreed. The moon did not, but on this night she was dark and could not offer her opinion.”

— Erin Morgenstern

390. “They live and they work and they play and they love and if they ever miss the world above they rarely admit it. This is their world, starless and sacred. They think it impervious. Impenetrable and eternal. Yet all things change in time.”

— Erin Morgenstern

391. “An accumulation of unforeseen circumstances.”

— Erin Morgenstern

392. “Even those who keep to their private chambers and their books emerge from their solitude on such occasions, and some are persuaded to join the revelry while others content themselves with observation.”

— Erin Morgenstern

393. “Thank you for seeing me when other people looked through me like I was a ghost.”

— Erin Morgenstern

394. “And she likes having the space to herself, the stillness and the calm sweetened with the subdued scent of frozen flowers.”

— Erin Morgenstern

395. “There is a pirate in the basement.”

— Erin Morgenstern

396. “Zachary remembers the man lost in time wandering cities of honey and bone in Sweet Sorrows and the mention of the Starless Sea in Fortunes and Fables and wonders if all of these stories are somehow the same story.”

— Erin Morgenstern

397. “Far beneath the surface of the earth, hidden from the sun and the moon, upon the shores of the Starless Sea, there is a labyrinthine collection of tunnels and rooms filled with stories. Stories written in books and sealed in jars and painted on walls.”

— Erin Morgenstern

398. “He gasps for a breath his lungs do not require and around him the world breaks.”

— Erin Morgenstern

399. “They tell of how they found the circus, how those first few steps were like magic. Like stepping into a fairy tale under a curtain of stars.”

— Erin Morgenstern

400. “When they depart, they shake hands and embrace like old friends, even if they have only just met, and as they go their separate ways they feel less alone than they had before.”

— Erin Morgenstern