Top 500 Shannon Messenger Quotes (2024 Update)
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351. “Don’t worry, it’s just a boobrie.” “That’s seriously its name?” “Yup. You should hear the jokes Fitz and Keefe make.”

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352. “Keefe’s mind unleashed a bunch of words she’d get in trouble for using.”

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353. “Discussing boy troubles with her mom was about as fun as being dropped into a pile of sparkly alicorn poop.”

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354. “DON’T SCREAM,” A deep voice told Sophie as she passed through the breakfast area on her way for another early morning river walk. Of course she screamed – but who wouldn’t scream if they found a strange figure lurking in the shadows? Especially if that figure happened to look like a giant two-legged poodle?”

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355. “They have no knowledge of my other identities – or at least, that’s what I’m assuming. You would know better than I would, Mr. Sencen.” “I didn’t tell them anything about you,” Keefe promised. “The story I stuck with was that I secretly suspected you were Councillor Alina – and please, please, please let me be there when Fintan finds out you’re still around. I want to see him pee his pants!”

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356. “Either way, they didn’t know how I’d turn out when they signed me up for this,” she argued. “For all they knew, I could’ve ended up with two heads or three arms or something.” “Ohhhhhh, that would’ve been amazing!” Ro jumped in. “The Black Swan should totally make that happen someday!” “I’m pretty sure everyone involved with Project Moonlark trusted that Forkle knew what he was doing,” Keefe said, ignoring his bodyguard. “He’s supersmart when he’s not being all curmudgeon-y.”

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357. “I’m getting used to it. But do I have permission to go back in?” Keefe snickered. “Smooth, Dude.”

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358. “Bullhorn screamed his head off when he saw you, and then he insisted on lying by your side – which pretty much gave me a meltdown, just so you know.”

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359. “Don’t worry, my love, a bunch of snooty intellectuals are totally going to put your name on a piece of paper and give us permission to date each other’?”

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360. “Separating me from my charge and withholding information will only cause Sophie harm. Secrets hinder my ability to protect her.”

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361. “The last verse I heard Keefe working on had a lot of Bo-Ro snuggling,” Sophie added when Bo didn’t let go. “Pretty sure there was some kissing, too.” Bo muttered an impressive string of ogre curses as he released her arm.”

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362. “Is it ooze time, is it ooze time, is it ooze time?” Ro asked, bouncing on the balls of her feet and clapping her hands. Elwin nodded, turning to Fitz and Sophie. “Who wants to go first?” “Foster volunteers!” Keefe said, with a smirk that so deserved a pillow to the head.”

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363. “We’re not saying you can’t investigate,” Granite added quickly. “We’re saying to manage your risks wisely. Enduring Exillium will be your greatest challenge yet, in many ways. Do not let your goals distract you from surviving.” “Surviving?” Sophie repeated. “Enduring” didn’t sound very awesome either.”

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364. “Potential is nothing if it’s never lived up to.”

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365. “He’s right,” Squall agreed. “And I’m sorry, but I must get back or someone will notice I’m missing.”

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366. “But Elwin was different – and not just because his treatments were gentle and he always wore funny glasses and silly tunics covered in colorful animals.”

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367. “I’ll catch you guys all up as soon as this craziness is over.” She pointed to the ongoing argument, which seemed to have escalated between Wraith and Councillor Alina – and looked especially bizarre as Alina shouted at a floating, bodiless cloak.”

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368. “And remember, change can be a powerful, inspiring thing when we keep an open mind.”

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369. “Game faces on, everyone! That goes for you too, grandma. Channel your inner grumpy old lady.” Sandor raised his cane like he was considering clubbing Keefe over the head with it. “Perfect!” Keefe told him, pulling them closer to the edge.”

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370. “Oh yeah?” Dex asked. “Hit us with it, Lady Fos-Boss.” Sophie sighed. “Seriously, that’s not my name.” “Keep telling yourself that,” Dex, Wylie, Biana, and Stina all said in unison, because of course the first thing they’d all agree on would be the need to continue annoying her.”

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371. “Then prove it,” Ro said. “Not with a dagger,” she added for Elwin, who was already on his feet. “With that.” She pointed to one of the empty sedative vials near Sophie’s cot. “I’ll fling that toward her head – and don’t worry, I’ll make sure it will miss her – and we’ll see if she knocks it back at me or if it shatters a few inches from her ear.”

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372. “Shades will always be shady. It’s in the name!”

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373. “I want to remember Havenfield and Atlantis, and Quinlin and Livvy, and Silveny and Greyfell and everyone else, and – ” “Especially me?” Keefe couldn’t resist jumping in.”

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374. “But they never fully mask what you’re hiding, do they?” He waved his hands through the air again before shaking his head and dropping his arms to his sides. “Actually, it seems like you’re even hiding these feelings from yourself –.”

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375. “A few years ago, Dex had zero friends and more than a few enemies.”

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376. “Cool, your window is right across from mine!” Keefe said, opening Sophie’s curtains. “We could throw things at each other!”

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377. “Any chance I can convince either of you goblins to carry me?” Keefe asked, the third time he ended up knee-deep in sludge. “No, but I’d be happy to carry Sophie,” Sandor offered. Keefe clutched his heart. “That hurts, Gigantor. I bet Ro would carry me.” “And probably bang your head into all the trees,” Grizel added. “No one needs to carry anyone,” Mr. Forkle told them.”

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378. “MR. FORKLE ARRIVED at Havenfield with a handprint-shaped blotch on his left cheek, and Grizel seemed mighty pleased with herself when she strolled in behind him.”

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379. “Some problems screamed Let the big muscly warriors handle this – and killer mutant newborn trolls was definitely one of them.”

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380. “And Edaline must’ve gotten sidetracked by all the hugging and crying and asking fifty thousand questions and forgotten to mention that there were a smirking boy and an ogre princess waiting upstairs. All Sophie knew was, she was going to yell at all of them later, because now she had to face a Keefe-and-Ro Inquisition while still wearing a crown. Sandor and Bo were wise enough to wait in the hall.”

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381. “Though I’ll probably be a Guster like my dad. Controlling the wind – whoop-de-freaking-do.”

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382. “She was tempted to ask if they were journeying with a hobbit to reclaim the Lonely Mountain.”

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383. “And I applaud your bravery, son,” Alden told him, “I also understand your urgency, Sophie. But haste is never a wise course.”

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384. “But it didn’t help that I skipped six grades and had a bad habit of reminding teachers to collect our homework.”

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385. “We want to make sure you’re okay,” Oralie told her, sounding so genuine that it melted a bit of Sophie’s panic. Or it did until Bronte added, “And let’s be honest, we’re all curious to see how this works – myself in particular, given that the ability being focused on is one that Miss Foster and I share.” “If you’d rather have privacy, Sophie,” Edaline jumped in, sending an angry-mama-bear glare at Bronte, “I’m sure the Councillors will understand.”

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386. “See, but ‘smart’ really isn’t my brand. I’m more ‘reckless dream guy without a care’! It’s part of my whole ‘bad boy’ image.” He tossed his hair. “And don’t think I won’t tackle you to get my silver notebook back – I will.” “Okay,” Ro jumped in, before Sophie could respond. “Fun as it is to watch you two try to make each other’s heads explode, I had big plans for napping before some serious pranking this evening. So how about I settle this for you guys and you let me get my beauty rest?”

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387. “Linh grinned. “I think I need to get Happy Shadow Thoughts embroidered on a tunic for you – with a bunch of smiley faces.” “I definitely think I need to see him wear that,” Sophie agreed. “Especially if it’s pink.” “Hot pink,” Linh decided. “With sparkly letters.” “And it should say Angry echoes – beware! on the back!” Sophie added.”

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388. “And about Ro’s bizarre reaction to Bo – which they still hadn’t gotten the details on. Keefe had tried everything he could think of to pry the secret out of her. He’d even been tormenting her with an epic poem he’d written – The Ballad of Bo and Ro. But the princess still hadn’t cracked.”

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389. “It takes a keen eye to find the trail.” “Yeah, well, did those keen eyes of yours also see you just stepped in a big pile of sasquatch poop?” Keefe asked.”

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390. “STOP!” Keefe held up his hands. “Ground rules for this conversation: All talk of alicorn baby-making is off the table – got it? Otherwise I’ll have to rip my ears off. And for the record, I do not want to be there when Baby Glitterbutt arrives.” “Me either,” Fitz said. “My dad made me go to the Hekses’ unicorn preserve for a delivery one time.” He shuddered. “Who knew they came out so slimy?” “Ew, dude,” Keefe said. “I did not need to know that.”

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391. “Admit it. You’re tempted to let the Neverseen have him now, aren’t you?” A tiny, tiny part of her was. But the larger part – the part that always had to be annoyingly practical – knew this was a way better solution than any promise she might force Keefe into making after who knew how many more hours of arguing.”

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392. “Team Don’t-You-Dare-Let-Them-Convince-You-to-Risk-Your-Life-Again.”

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393. “You’re thinking that you’re the only one at this table with any common sense,” she announced. “And you’re tired of watching Kenric stare at Oralie.”

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394. “Kinda looked like Sophie and Fitz were “together.” Huh. My little girl is growing up!”

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395. “Mr. Happy Shadow Thoughts.”

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396. “Brant offered to let her have it, but Jolie suggested they share, and that was all it took. Instant best friends – completely inseparable.”

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397. “Sophie spent most of the walk wondering how long it would take Dex to notice her new accessories. The answer was three seconds – and another after that to notice the matching rings on Fitz’s thumbs.”

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398. “Or it could be a Panakes,” Calla breathed. For a second Sophie thought Calla had said “Pancakes” and found herself picturing a tree made of fluffy griddle cakes drizzled with syrup and butter.”

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399. “His hard eyes focused on Keefe. “If Sophie returns with so much as a scratch, I’ll let Grizel determine your punishment – and I think you’ll find it to be creative and memorable.” “Live in fear of the scary girlfriend,” Keefe mumbled. “Got it.” “And the terrifying father,” Grady added. “I can make King Dimitar look cuddly.”

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400. “She threw back her hood and pulled off her mask, not missing the way they gawked at her eyes.”

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