Top 300 Ransom Riggs Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “Nowhere am I deadlier than in a field of wildflowers.”

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102. “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.”

— Ransom Riggs

103. “There was something almost regal about him, I thought; a defiance I admired. He was a holdout who refused to give up his post. The last watchman at the end of the world.”

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104. “Oh, thank heavens! Someone remembered the bath mat, Enoch deadpanned. We are saved.”

— Ransom Riggs

105. “Then, a few years later, when I was fifteen, an extraordinary and terrible thing happened, and there was only Before and After.”

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

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107. “That’s because the true purpose of money is to manipulate others and make them feel lesser than you.”

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108. “It felt like we were claiming the world for ourselves and our lives as our own.”

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109. “Pointing into the ice, she said, “See that potted plant on the desk in there?” I saw. Nodded. “It’s green now, preserved by the ice. But inside it’s dead. And the moment that ice melts, it’ll turn brown and wither into mush.” She locked eyes with me. “I’m like that plant.”

— Ransom Riggs

110. “I’m no expert on girls, but when one tries to pinch you four times, I’m pretty sure that’s flirting.”

— Ransom Riggs

111. “He was military-trained, dummy. A stone-cold badass. He had a walk-in closet full of sawed-off shotguns. The man was Rambo compared to you.”

— Ransom Riggs

112. “Then Bronwyn said, “I believe in you, Jacob. I haven’t known you too long, but I feel I know your heart, and it’s a strong, true thing-a peculiar heart-and I trust you.”

— Ransom Riggs

113. “They were orphans of war, washed up on that little island in a tide of blood.”

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114. “I love you too, I wanted to say with as much hurtful sarcasm as I could muster, but she hadn’t seen me, and I kept quiet. I did love her, of course, but mostly just because loving your mother is mandatory, not because she’s someone I think I’d like very much if I met her walking down the street. Which she wouldn’t be anyway; walking is for poor people.”

— Ransom Riggs

115. “What you are is three-quarters stupid.”

— Ransom Riggs

116. “My parents treated me like a breakable heirloom, afraid to fight or fret in front of me least I shatter.”

— Ransom Riggs

117. “Purled and meandering lines drawn by knives; brain and bone exposed by stones; the rope still digging at his throat.”

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118. “Likewise the boy who was dressed to the nines in a muddy but finely tailored suit and stove-in top hat, his face drawn and haggard from lack of sleep, for he hadn’t allowed himself any in days, so afraid was he of his dreams.”

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119. “All I could think was that grandfathers were supposed to die in beds, in hushed places humming with machines, not in heaps on the sodden reeking ground with ants marching over them, a brass letter opener clutched in one trembling hand.”

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120. “If even outcasts and downtrodden folk like yourselves can’t muster a bit of compassion for others, then there’s no hope for this world.”

— Ransom Riggs

121. “Doubt is the pinprick in the life raft.”

— Ransom Riggs

122. “Yeah, he was a psychobabble-spewing prick. But that didn’t make him wrong.”

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123. “I knew then that, from now on, every word that passed between us would hurt, would be wrapped up with and marked by the pain of this moment, and that I needed to pull away now or it would never stop. So I nodded sadly, hugged her one more time, and retreated to a corner to sleep, because I was very, very tired.”

— Ransom Riggs

124. “I thought I’d never understand boys,” said Bronwyn, shaking her head. “But now I think I’ve got it. They’re all idiots!”

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125. “I searched for the words, but they’d gotten shy.”

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126. “We are echolocators,” Joel-and-Peter said. They were also, apparently, very sharp of hearing.”

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127. “Still, I could have been kinder.” She frowned, her eyes wandering. “Sibling relationships can be complex. I wonder, sometimes, if my own actions had some bearing upon the paths my brothers chose. Could I have been a better sister to them? Perhaps, as a young ymbryne, I was too focused on myself.”

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128. “In a cruel twist of irony, they achieved the immortality they’d been seeking. It’s believed that the hollows can live thousands of years, but it is a life of constant physical torment, of humiliating debasement – feeding on stray animals, living in isolation – and of insatiable hunger for the flesh of their former kin, because our blood is their only hope for salvation. If a hollow gorges itself on enough peculiars, it becomes a wight.”

— Ransom Riggs

129. “Why did we have more than we knew what to do with, while they had less than they needed to stay alive?”

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130. “They had a million questions for me, and, far away from Miss Peregrine, I could answer them frankly. What was my world like? What did people eat, drink, wear? When would sickness and death be overcome by science?”

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131. “In that moment I was deeply grateful to the Gypsies, and for the simplemindedness of the animal part of my brain; that a hot meal and a song and a smile from someone I cared about could be enough to distract me from all that darkness, if only for a little while. Then.”

— Ransom Riggs

132. “There were too many things to be terrified of, a hundred horror scenarios all vying for attention in my brain.”

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133. “I was left with the choice of wearing the pants either around my ankles or hitched up to my bellybutton. I decided the latter was the lesser of evils, so I went downstairs to have what would likely be the strangest meal of my life while dressed like a clown without makeup.”

— Ransom Riggs

134. “How many times must I tell you,” She called after him, “polite persons do not take their supper in the nude!”

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135. “It’s as if the more he cares about someone, the less he can see. Emotion clouds his vision.”

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136. “At the heart of nature’s mystery lies another mystery.”

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137. “They worried that fantasies were somehow inoculating me against more practical realities.”

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138. “I love being peculiar, Jacob- It’s the very core of who i am. But there are days i wish i could turn it off.”

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139. “There are peculiars all over the world,” she said, “though our numbers are much diminished from what they once were. Those who remain live in hiding, as we do.”

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140. “He was a holdout who refused to give up his post. The last watchman at the end of the world.”

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141. “It’s a brave new world, Mr. Portman, And we’ll be right behind you.”

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142. “That was our friendship: equal parts irritation and cooperation. The cooperation part was an unofficial brains-for-brawn trade we’d worked out in which I helped him not fail English and he helped me not get killed by the roided-out sociopaths who prowled the halls of our high school.”

— Ransom Riggs

143. “You could never understand what it’s like, being this close to death all the time. And.”

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144. “School cafeterias had long ranked among my least favorite places on the planet. They were loud, ugly, they stank, and they were filled – as this one was – with cliques of anxious teenagers swirling around in a complex social dance I could never quite figure out the steps to.”

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145. “It’s not about destiny but i do think there’s balance in the world and forces we don’t understand intervene to tip the scales the right way.”

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146. “The sirens droned on, a soprano counterpoint to the bombs’ relentless bass, their pitch so eerily human it sounded like every soul in London had taken to their rooftops to cry out collective despair.”

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147. “But I swore to myself that we’d find our friends and our ymbryne, no matter the cost, even if there were only bodies to recover – even if it meant adding our own to the pile.”

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148. “I was moved by this new idea of my grandfather, not as a paranoiac gun nut or a secretive philanderer or a man who wasn’t there for his family, but as a wandering knight who risked his life for others, living out of cars and cheap motels, stalking lethal shadows, coming home shy a few bullets and marked with bruises he could never quite explain and nightmares he couldn’t talk about. For his many sacrifice he received only scorn and suspicion from those he loved.”

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149. “Even under ordinary circumstances, I still might find a way to live an extraordinary life.”

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150. “There was romance in the unknown, but once a place had been discovered and cataloged and mapped, it was diminished, just another dusty fact in a book, sapped of mystery. So maybe it was better to leave a few spots on the map blank. To let the world keep a little of its magic, rather than forcing it to divulge every last secret. Maybe it was better, now and then, to wonder.”

— Ransom Riggs