Top 300 Ransom Riggs Quotes (2024 Update)
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51. “Stars, too, were time travelers. How many of those ancient points of light were the last echoes of suns now dead?”

— Ransom Riggs

52. “So one day my mother sat me down and explained that I couldn’t become an explorer because everything in the world had already been discovered. I’d been born in the wrong century, and I felt cheated.”

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53. “As he always says, the day there’s no time for manners, the world’s lost to us anyway.”

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54. “They say it takes seven years for all the cells in your body to replace themselves. It doesn’t happen all at once, of course. You get an entirely new skin every three weeks. New blood every six months. A new liver every few years. Life changes are like that, too: Some parts of your life can change enormously while others seem frozen in amber.”

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55. “How do you say I’m sorry your father didn’t love you enough to your own dad?”

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56. “Which was just well: goodbyes had never been my strong suit anyway, and lately my life had felt like an unbroken series of them. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.”

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57. “In ancient times people mistook us for gods, but we peculiars are no less mortal than common folk. Time loops merely delay the inevitable, and the price we pay for using them is hefty – an irrevocable divorce from the ongoing present.”

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58. “To some it might’ve seemed callous, the way she boxed up her pain and set it aside, but I knew her well enough now to understand. She had a heart the size of France, and the lucky few whom she loved with it were loved with every square inch – but its size made it dangerous, too. If she let it feel everything, she’d be wrecked. So she had to tame it, shush it, shut it up. Float the worst pains off to an island that was quickly filling with them, where she would go to live one day.”

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59. “There was a girl who could fly, a boy who had bees living inside him, a brother and sister who could lift boulders over their heads.”

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60. “My brother was an opportunist above all else,” she said. “I think part of him did want to do the right thing, and when he helped you and Miss Bloom, he did so genuinely. But all along he’d been making preparations to betray us, in case that turned out to be advantageous for him. And when I told him where to stuff it, he decided that it was.”

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61. “Sometimes an old photograph, an old friend, an old letter will remind you that you are not who you once were, for the person who dwelt among them, valued this, chose that, wrote thus, no longer exists. Without noticing it you have traversed a great distance; the strange has become familiar and the familiar if not strange at least awkward or uncomfortable.”

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62. “I grew up feeling like a weirdo like many kids do. But I was lucky to find my own home for peculiar children. I went to a school for the gifted in Florida, and it was full of kids who – we were all strange together. And that was a real blessing.”

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63. “Grandpa Portman really knew how to keep a secret, didn’t he?”“Are you kidding? The man was an emotional Fort Knox.”

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64. “She had tried to make herself like stone, but now the facade was falling away.”

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65. “I knew it sounded crazy, but crazier things have turned out to be true.”

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66. “Don’t fight the pain, that’s the key, my grandfather says. It’s telling you something. Welcome it, let it speak to you. The pain says: Hello, I am not other than you; I am of the hollow, but I am you also.”

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67. “All my life, normal people had mostly baffled me-the ridiculous ways they strove to impress one another, the mediocre goals that seemed to drive them, the banality of their dreams. The way people rejected anything that didn’t fit their narrow paradigm of acceptability, as if those who thought or acted or dressed or dreamed differently from them were a threat to their very existence.”

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68. “There were wooden toys moldering in a box; crayons on a windowsill, their colors dulled by the light of ten thousand afternoons; a dollhouse with dolls inside, lifers in an ornate prison. In a modest library, the creep of moisture had bowed the shelves into crooked smiles.”

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69. “More fantastic still were his stories about life in the Welsh children’s home. It was an enchanted place, he said, designed to keep kids safe from the monsters, on an island where the sun shined every day and nobody ever got sick or died. Everyone lived together in a big house that was protected by a wise old bird – or so the story went. As I got older, though, I began to have doubts.”

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70. “I felt empty, too, and strangely heavy, like the planet was spinning too fast, heating up gravity, pulling me toward the floor.”

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71. “Only birds can manipulate time. Therefore, all time manipulators must be able to take the form of a bird.”

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72. “I never remember nice dreams; only the bad ones stick.”

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73. “My brothers taught me a hard lesson. No one can hurt you as badly as the people you love.”

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74. “I left the house feeling like I was further than ever from the truth.”

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75. “Doubt is the pinprick in the life raft.” She stepped close and we hugged. I could feel her trembling ever so slightly. She wasn’t bulletproof. I knew then that my shaky faith in myself was starting to dig a hole in hers, and Emma’s confidence was what held everything together. It was the life raft.”

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76. “You tread a precariously thin line between being charmingly headstrong and insufferably pigheaded.”

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77. “In other words, being born with a certain ability does not mean we are obliged to use it, and in rare cases, we are obliged not to. All.”

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78. “What a beautiful day to go to hell.”

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79. “You’re getting overwhelmed,” said Emma. “Big tasks always seem that way if you try and figure out every little piece of them beforehand. We have to take it bit by bit.”

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80. “But Emma. There was Emma. Maybe it wasn’t so strange, what we could have. Maybe I could stay for a while and love her and then go home. But no. By the time I wanted to leave, it would be too late. She was a siren. I had to be strong.”

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81. “Grandpa had told him some of the same stories when he was a kid, and they weren’t lies, exactly, but exaggerated versions of the truth – because the story of Grandpa Portman’s childhood wasn’t a fairy tale at all. It was a horror story.”

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82. “And it occured to me, standing there, just breathing with her, quiet settling around us, that those might be the three most beautiful words in the English language. We have time.”

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83. “I felt ashamed for having been jealous of his life, considering the price he’d paid for it, and I tried to feel lucky for the safe and unextraordinary one that I had done nothing to deserve.”

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84. “I’ll never understand ninety-nine percent of humanity. – Enoch.”

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85. “She had a heart the size of France and the lucky few whom she loved, she loved with every square inch of it. But it’s size made it dangerous.”

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86. “There was a single ray of sun shining through the window. I got up, went to the cracked glass, and saw that it was both raining and shining outside – a bit of meteorological weirdness whose name no one can seem to agree on. My mom, I kid you not, refers to it as “orphan’s tears.”

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87. “I told him I had another statement to make and then held up my middle finger and walked out.”

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88. “I’d never asked what year it was here-1492? 1750?-though to the animals I guess it hardly mattered. This was a safe place apart from the world of people, and only in the world of people did the year make any difference.”

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89. “I suppose. Though I imagine we’re killing ourselves right now in all manner of ways that’ll seem insane to people in the future.”

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90. “Early in life we recognize certain talents in ourselves, and we focus on those to the exclusion of others. It’s not that nothing else is possible, but that nothing else was nurtured.”

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91. “But you can’t feel bad every second, I wanted to tell her. Laughing doesn’t make bad things worse any more than crying makes them better. It doesn’t mean you don’t care, or that you’ve forgotten. It just means you’re human.”

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92. “The letters were worth the risk, though, and I came to enjoy communicating by hand. There was something sweet about holding a tangible thing that had been touched and marked upon by someone I loved.”

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93. “Just because they knew it was lost didn’t mean they knew how to let it go.”

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94. “But the way she looked at me. Just that crooked bit of smile gave me a surge, and I felt I could do anything.”

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95. “He made a grab for me, but slow and drunk is no match for fast and scared shitless.”

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96. “I wondered what this odd, well-spoken man was doing on Cairnholm, with his pleated slacks and half-baked poems, looking more like a bank manager than someone who lived on a windswept island with one phone and no paved roads.”

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97. “Enoch’s jaw fell open. “Are you telling me these chickens lay exploding eggs?!” he said. “Only when they get excited,” said Addison. “Most of their eggs are quite safe – and delicious! But it was the exploding ones that earned them their rather unkind name: Armageddon chickens.”

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98. “The easiest kind of lying is when you leave things out of a story rather than make them up.”

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99. “Nowhere am I deadlier than in a field of wildflowers.”

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100. “Every snapshot collector has obsessions. Some only collect photos of cars. Others like World War II, or babies, or old-timey girls in old-timey swimsuits. I happen to collect the weird stuff: photos that make the hair on the back of your neck stand up a little. The uncanny.”

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