Top 300 T. Kingfisher Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “Glorious cocked an ear back at her. ‘Things act according to their natures,’ he said. ‘But sometimes our natures are complicated.”

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102. “Stephen watched as she wrapped her arms around her torso, almost unconsciously making herself smaller. He made a mental note to find this former partner and loom over him very insistently.”

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103. “Rhea followed, because when your future husband is a mad sorcerer, following a hedgehog sometimes seems like a good option.”

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104. “Caliban had a brief, vivid memory of one of the older nuns saying: “Maybe their god could use one of those arms to pull his followers’ heads out of their own asses!”

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105. “I swear, I am not usually a person who looks up medical conditions online. I lived without health insurance long enough that I am far more likely to try to sleep off anything short of decapitation.”

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106. “There was something about poverty that was a little like war. Either you had been there or you hadn’t, and it wasn’t really possible to explain it to anyone who hadn’t.”

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107. “They say you can’t go home again, but of course you can. It’s just that when you get there, somebody may have repainted and changed the fixtures around.”

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108. “Oh no, a human feeling awkward. How terrible.”

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109. “Gran Mae had been racist, in that Southern heavily-in-denial way, where you think watching Oprah counts as having a black friend.”

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110. “Fenris was a good man and maybe the weakness of being good was that evil didn’t occur to you.”

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111. “Nobody tortures people at home. It ruins the carpets.”

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112. “Roses have thorns. That’s the price of roses. When you start to forget that, that’s when things go wrong.”

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113. “I’m a freelance editor. I turn decent books into decently readable books and hopeless books into hopeless books with better grammar.”

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114. “Tastes like rat squeezins’ with too much honey.”

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115. “She was used to being stubborn, but having people agree with her was off-putting and didn’t give her much to work with.”

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116. “The Forester patted a log next to her. ‘Come and sit, child. Tell me about your journey, and start a little before the beginning, because we are usually wrong about where things begin.”

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117. “She was still going somewhere terrible, but she had a hedgehog, dammit.”

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118. “There were too many problems with wizards and fairies and odd things popping up in the corners of the potato field for anyone to want to invite more supernatural intervention.”

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119. “I no longer have a church to serve, so I will swear to you, instead.”

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120. “Miss Marple is always saying that one sees so much evil in a small village. That’s how she solves all the murders. They all remind her of things she saw in her village.”

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121. “Inspiration knocks now and again, but spite bangs on the door all year long.”

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122. “If there’s a way into hell, someone will always find it.”

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123. “It wasn’t that she particularly wanted to be fattened up and eaten, or turned into a donkey, or forced to wear hair shirts and ashes like the children of wicked parents in fairy tales. But if your parents were wicked, you needn’t worry about pleasing them. When they were doing the best they could, you had no traction at all.”

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124. “The rabbit flicked its ears, looked up at Brenner, and said, in a deep, thoughtful voice, “You’ll die laughing, you know.”

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125. “Ladies, Get you a man who can handle a portal to hell without freaking out.”

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126. “Also, you stabbed her. Stabbed. Pointy metal jammed into flesh. Women do not forgive you for that in a hurry. Men either, generally.”

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127. “Slate wiggled her bare toes at him. “I have one pair that is not more hole than sock. They are taking a well-deserved rest. They are heroes of the sock world.”

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128. “Anywhere there’s people, there’s a possibility of evil, wouldn’t you say?”

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129. “Everybody yells at Orpheus and Lot’s wife. Put yourself in their shoes for five minutes and you’d yell a lot less, I promise you.”

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130. “Do I trust you? thought Gerta. I barely know you and you frightened me and then you kissed me, and truth be told, that frightened me even more.”

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131. “Was magic as primitive as trading blood and pain for hope?”

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132. “Thank you,” breathed Rhea. “Oh, thank you! I will never step on a slug again!” She could have sworn that the nearest slug turned its eyestalks toward her in reproach.”

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133. “I’d been tired of it a decade ago. Now I’d moved to some other state entirely. Transcendent exhaustion, perhaps.”

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134. “There is something about a group of people that is less than the sum of its parts.”

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135. “Unlike the mice, gremlins really were a problem. If you ground one into flour on accident, the bread had a tendency to explode in the oven, or bleed when you cut into it, or turn into a flock of starlings and tear around the cottage shrieking, and then people came around and had words with the miller, many of which had only four letters and involved hand gestures.”

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136. “Well, if I live through this, my nightmares will be amazing.”

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137. “I am not a nun,” said Slate. “Incidentally, that’s the first time I’ve ever had to tell anyone that.”

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138. “You never forget some things,” said Bryony. Three deportment teachers had nearly broken themselves training those things into her, and one had actually quit and gone into the seminary afterwards.”

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139. “The war had been hard on my feet and my knees and my faith in humanity.”

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140. “She was theirs; they were hers. The love of monsters was uncomplicated.”

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141. “Turns out my left eye’s got some rare form of color blindness that only women get. So they think I’m probably a chimera and ate my twin in the womb and it’s actually her left eye.” I sipped the coffee. It was extremely good coffee. “Huh.” “The optometrist got very excited.”

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142. “Stealing from a library?” said Learned Edmund in horror.”

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143. “It’s what the Rat does,” said Galen, with bleak amusement. “They solve problems.”

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144. “It occurs to me,” said the weasel, going back to mussing around in her hair, “that you are laboring under the impression that I am some sort of magical familiar. I’m not. I’m really a very ordinary weasel – although quite good-looking, of course – and not magical at all.”

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145. “Does this mean my genitals are going to fall off?” asked Brenner. “Women of the world, rejoice!” said Caliban, coming back into the room.”

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146. “Without a handy wilderness to vanish into, they would probably need a city. Cities were basically wildernesses with too many witnesses anyway.”

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147. “But I want to go! It’s not an abduction! Really!”

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148. “When she shut the door to her room, it stayed shut. In the royal palace, the doors were always opening, servants coming and going, nurses coming and going, ladies-in-waiting coming and going. Princesses were public property. She had not realized that a nun had more power than a princess, that she could close a door.”

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149. “Panic was definitely called for right now, but for some reason, if there’s two people, only one of you panics at a time.”

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150. “Goblin tea resembles a nice cup of Earl Grey in much the same way that a catfish resembles the common tabby. They share a name, but one is a nice thing to curl up with on a rainy afternoon, and the other is found in the muck at the bottom of polluted rivers and has bits of debris sticking to it.”

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