Top 35 Freya Marske Quotes (2026 Update)

1. “For the bar at the end of the universe and everyone the devil met there.”

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2. “I am nothing like you, and yet I feel more myself with you.”

— Freya Marske

3. “He was in the mood to not talk with anyone and, as sometimes happened, felt perversely like surrounding himself with people to not-talk to.”

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4. “Good to see you, Edwin, old chap. Don’t give my regards to your family. I never liked any of them.”

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5. “You are the most fascinating thing in this beautiful house.”

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6. “I can’t believe we were almost killed by a hedge.”

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7. “Robin managed to hold his tongue on something truly unwise like You look like a Turner painting and I want to learn your textures with my fingertips. You are the most fascinating thing in this beautiful house. I’d like to introduce my fists to whoever taught you to stop talking about the things that interest you.”

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8. “Maud, darling,” she said, very soft. “You’re worth more than this quest. I’ve told you that all along.”

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9. “The attack came while Robin was thinking about roast beef.”

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10. “Mostly, the library had the quiet that managed to fill libraries like a solid presence.”

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11. “He would worry about that when he planned to worry about everything else. Tomorrow.”

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12. “How much do you know about natural sciences?” “Er,” said Robin. “Gravity? Sir Isaac Newton?” “The apple chap?” Edwin visibly shredded his planned explanation into shorter words.”

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13. “She hadn’t anticipated Maud Blyth. She didn’t know how anyone ever could.”

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14. “He’d learned before he’d graduated into long trousers not to show either of his siblings the things he valued, if he could possibly help it.”

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15. “And admission, even in his own head: I am nothing like you, and yet I feel more myself with you.”

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16. “He was one barely powered magician with nothing but a tendency to let books replace people in his life.”

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17. “Maud said, “I’m a what?”

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18. “Memory plagued her, gutted her, snarled at her heels.”

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19. “Robin wanted to make a leather-bound book of his belief and hand it to Edwin, make him read it over and over until Edwin could look in a mirror and see something of what Robin saw.”

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20. “You could have been done helping us in the time it’s taken you to explain exactly how unhelpful you delight in being.”

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21. “Except, perhaps, if you bent your will towards unlearning your own history. If you let yourself soften and be porous. Even if only like this, in silence, at an angle.”

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22. “What he’d fallen into instead was the habit of enclosed privacy and quiet, and he had no intention of fishing himself out of it.”

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23. “He was delighted to realize that the spell enjoyed him being forthright and effusive – an it was easier to distract them all with irrelevancies than glide around the fact that Edwin was directing them back to a deeply magical house that was bound to his blood – so Robin went into some detail about exactly what he thought of Walter bloody Courcey’s character, appearance, and habit of attempted murder via shrubbery.”

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24. “Now it was Maud’s turn to laugh. She gave Jack an affectionate look from her position on the floor. Intolerable. Jack was never going to rid himself of any of these people.”

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25. “A person is an act, Maud. A person is a theatre. You can change set dressing depending on the season. The real parts are the parts that aren’t meant to be seen.”

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26. “Crackpots and far too much paper,” said Blyth. He directed the smile at Miss Morrissey, but he’d started it – perhaps by mistake – when he was looking at Edwin, and it was like being caught in the last rays of sunset. “Sounds like government work to me.”

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27. “It didn’t take long to become so accustomed to something that you could describe the exact shape of its absence.”

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28. “Alan was expecting sarcasm. Something to hurt. Jack was very good at that, and Alan had just poked him in a piece of vulnerable history. But Jack said, almost roughly, ‘I thought that you were one of the loveliest things I’d ever seen. And that you’d stolen my best cufflinks.”

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29. “Robin,” said Edwin finally. “I dragged you out to the countryside. Where you have been shot, magically drugged, set upon by wildlife, half-drowned, endured an escalating amount of pain from a curse I can’t remove, and managed to smile through a number of activities with my sister and her ghastly friends. I’m thankful you haven’t hit me across the face and stormed back to London.”

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30. “But you do have a taste in common, a treacherous voice in him murmured. You know you do.”

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31. “Because if even a single woman was involved, they wouldn’t have decided that a man who’d been working there one day was a more likely source of information than a woman who’d been there for years.”

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32. “Even that was overwhelming for a few long moments: he was the joins of the wooden furniture, he was the skitter of mouse-feet in the gaps between walls, he was mirrors and clocks and dried herbs hung in the rafters and the charms for safety laid around every fireplace.”

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33. “She should have been feeding Maud scraps of herself, seducing her with sweet mouthfuls of truth into believing that they were growing close – she should have done the dance of intimacy, keeping herself in the lead and safe inches of space between them.”

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34. “On the contrary, stories are why anyone does anything.”

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35. “Violet had been neglecting her strumpetly duties when it came to Lord Albert. She had no idea how really promiscuous women kept strings of lovers all at one time. Surely one would need vast organizational skills, or a secretary.”

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36. “And he paused, in the space between inhalation and exhalation, and invited the magic in.”

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