Top 500 Shannon Messenger Quotes (2025 Update)
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401. “These groups may have created the game. But that doesn’t mean we have to play by their rules.”

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402. “Linh let her watery stars evaporate. “Being created doesn’t make it any less real. Look at Sophie.” Sophie definitely wasn’t sure what to do with that comparison – or Linh’s point about the gorgodon.”

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403. “I think you’re forgetting that I’ve never been normal, Sophie. Remember, I used to miss school all the time to go on my dad’s secret missions to find you. There were all kinds of crazy rumors about where I went. My favorite was that I had a horrible farting disease, and had to stay home to unleash the stink. I’m pretty sure that one was Keefe’s doing.”

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404. “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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405. “Star-shaped crystals dangled from the ceiling on glittery cords, and blue and purple flowers weaved through the carpet, filling the room with their sweet scent. A giant canopy bed occupied the center of the room, and a huge closet and dressing area took up an entire wall. Bookshelves full of thick, brightly colored volumes filled the other walls. She even had her own bathroom, complete with a waterfall shower and a bathtub the size of a swimming pool.”

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406. “Balance is good,” Linh agreed. “But it can be hard to hold on to,” Tam countered.”

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407. “And Sophie cooperated with the punishment – until she “lost” the ability restrictor through suspicious circumstances, right before illegally teleporting to the human world.”

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408. “Everyone believes I’m the fragile beauty hiding in my husband’s shadow. But I’m far more powerful than anyone imagines.”

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409. “FART A LA CARTE Temporarily causes an abundance of flatulence.”

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410. “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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411. “Edaline verified in that voice parents often get when they’re trying to sound calm – and failing completely.”

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412. “Here,” Dex said, placing a white box into Sophie’s hands. “Made this for you – and sorry it’s not wrapped. Rex and Bex used up all the ribbon tying Lex to a chandelier.”

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

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414. “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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415. “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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416. “Thanks to you and Ro – and Bangs Boy – it’s not like I have a very busy or exciting schedule these days. It’s either this, or sit at home while Dad of the Year complains about how I should be studying or honing my empathy instead of drawing – which does at least give me an excuse to doodle some very unflattering cartoons of him and hide them around the Shores of Solace for him to find.”

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417. “Oh sure.” Sophie couldn’t tell if the tightness in her chest was from tears she was holding back – or laughter. “Just another typical day in my life as the moonlark. It’s always an adventure – and apparently I’m not the only one here who knows what it’s like to be an experiment.” “You’re not,” Mr. Forkle agreed, absently rubbing his hip. And Sophie wanted to keep sulking –.”

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418. “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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419. “We need to get your mind to a happier place. Want me to sing? Or how about I bust out more of my incredible dancing?” He folded his arms behind his head, shaking his hips and flapping his elbows like wings.”

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420. “Dude, you have to stop calling it that,” Dex told him. “How about Team T. Rex?” “Or Team Alicorn?” Biana added. “If we go that route, why don’t we just call ourselves the Order of the Phoenix?” Sophie couldn’t resist suggesting – but of course no one appreciated her reference. “Never mind.”

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421. “She leaned over, pulling Keefe into the tightest hug possible, and whispered, “Thank you.”

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422. “Ro rumpled his hair. “Listen to my little elf boy, sounding all knowledgeable about microbiology and stuff! I’ve never been so proud.”

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423. “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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424. “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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425. “I love how you make it sound like we just have to knock on the gates of Ravagog and King Dimitar will invite us in for a party.” “A parade in our honor seems more likely,” Keefe teased.”

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426. “Tarina unleashed a colorful array of Trollish words as the ground drew closer and closer.”

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427. “Yes, I will call you Lady Lectures-a-Lot every time you transmit to me. That’s definitely not what I meant. What about Little Miss Heartbreaker? Keefe! Okay, fine, we’ll stick with the Mysterious Miss F. Deal? Deal, she agreed.”

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428. “Whoa, let’s not add projectile vomiting to the list of Awesome Things We Get To Do Today,” Keefe said, clutching his stomach.”

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429. “Everyone has potential for both good and bad.”

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430. “Someone needs to tell Shade Boy the role of Troublemaker with Daddy Issues is already filled,” Keefe mumbled, pulling her back to their conversation. “You could’ve told him that when you warned him about the Foster fan club,” Biana suggested. “Or not,” Sophie jumped in.”

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431. “You treated Romhilda?” “I did. And I hope I’m around if you ever call her that to her face,” Elwin noted, likely remembering how strongly Ro felt about people using her full name.”

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432. “What was the problem again? A locked gate?”

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

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

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436. “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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437. “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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438. “Some problems screamed Let the big muscly warriors handle this – and killer mutant newborn trolls was definitely one of them.”

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

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

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442. “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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443. “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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444. “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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445. “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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446. “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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447. “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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448. “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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449. “Kinda looked like Sophie and Fitz were “together.” Huh. My little girl is growing up!”

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450. “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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