Top 120 William Ritter Quotes (2025 Update)
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51. “But trust me, men are never worth it. Behind every great man is a woman who gave up on greatness and tied herself into an apron. Romance is for saps, Abbie. You’re sharp and you’ve got pluck. Don’t waste it.”

— William Ritter

52. “Kindness is an act of bravery, I think, just as hatred is an act of fear.”

— William Ritter

53. “There is something humbling about knowing that an entity capable of moving mountains and reshaping continents still takes the time to tend to the smallest patch of dirt. Little things matter. Footsteps matter.”

— William Ritter

54. “It looked like precisely the sort of place where a living body might go if it wanted to become a dead one.”

— William Ritter

55. “Since I picked up my first book, I have been reading about amazing discoveries, intrepid explorers, and fantastic creatures, all while scarcely setting foot outside my own house.”

— William Ritter

56. “My words petered out and slipped into the shadows, embarrassed to be seen with me.”

— William Ritter

57. “Oh good God! You stared at the frog, didn’t you?”

— William Ritter

58. “Jackaby put his hand on my shoulder. He waited until I met his gaze to speak. His eyes were soft and full of respect. “Rook,” he said with quiet earnestness, “it was a hare, not a rabbit.”

— William Ritter

59. “It isn’t every day you celebrate a successful solar revolution.”

— William Ritter

60. “Happiness is bliss – but ignorance is anesthetic, and in the face of what’s to come, that may be all we can hope for our ill-fated acquaintances.”

— William Ritter

61. “It is a greater travesty by far to see the innocent punished than to watch the guilty go free.”

— William Ritter

62. “We are not the policy department, except for those of us who are,” Jackaby revised.”

— William Ritter

63. “Pavel. The pale man. The vampire. We talked. He didn’t murder me horribly, no thanks to you. You were chasing after children at the time. – Abigail, to Jackaby.”

— William Ritter

64. “Names have power... And he kept the one I gave him. My dear, sweet Jackaby. – Eleanor.”

— William Ritter

65. “There is magic in your life! Not appreciating it does not make it any less magical. Yes, some of that magic is dangerous, but so are scissors and electricity and politics- and plenty of other completely human inventions!”

— William Ritter

66. “I never found a book that did not have at least a little magic in it.”

— William Ritter

67. “Charlie made me a better me, I continued. And he made the world better, day by day. It was his gift. And now he’s gone. I can let that gift die with him, or I can make it my gift. I can keep making the world better, day by day. That feels more like love to me. I wiped my eyes. Charlie’s gone, and I’m not all right. Not yet. But I intend to keep making myself better, day by day, too.”

— William Ritter

68. “Commissioner Marlowe stood on the platform with his arms crossed as we disembarked. He had the cheerful demeanor of someone who has been beaten about the face all night with a sock full of porridge – only even more so than usual.”

— William Ritter

69. “I might be better prepared to slay dragons, I decided, than to flirt with boys.”

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70. “I quickly turned my thoughts away from my mother’s overbearing prudence before I might accidentally see reason in it.”

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71. “I’ve nothing against people as a general rule, but people don’t tend to have the sort of answers I’m looking for.” The fence post just above Jackaby’s head exploded in a spray of splinters with a resonating BLAM! A woman stood in the open doorway across from him, a plain white apron tied around her waist and a fat-barreled rifle in her hands. “Of course, people do have a way of surprising you from time to time,” my employer added.”

— William Ritter

72. “And mostly I just want to be sure you don’t come to me to discuss your romantic entanglements. I much prefer that you remain on comfortable terms with Miss Cavanaugh. Although, should she ever become unavailable,” Jackaby said earnestly,“I want you to know”-he put a hand gently on my shoulder-“that Douglas is an excellent listener.”

— William Ritter

73. “Rook, I should think it obvious.” He smiled broadly. “I’m famously important.”

— William Ritter

74. “I found a hat.” “Your mind is both fascinating and infuriating, Miss Rook.”

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75. “I really have no time for all that How are you? I am fine, thanks. Here’s another inane question. Here’s an equally banal reply. Charmed. Delighted. nonsense.” “They’re called niceties, sir,” I said. “People say them.” “They’re stupid. And people are stupid.” He paused at the front door. “Come to think of it, the word nice used to mean stupid, so I suppose that’s apt.”

— William Ritter

76. “That’s nonsense,” said Jackaby. “Fortune favors the prepared. Unless you’re talking about the Fates, in which case fortune generally favors Zeus. Were you talking about the Fates?”

— William Ritter

77. “The fish had kittens?”

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78. “I’m the spirit you couldn’t kill. You have no power over me.”

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79. “It is the ugliest aspect of human nature that we fear what is most different from ourselves with such violent contempt.”

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80. “I excused myself to go see a duck about a dress.”

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81. “No?” Jackaby tilted his head in mock sympathy. “It must be so dismal being you.” “Only in present company,” I teased back.”

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82. “So you’re a freak, too, huh?” sneered the big man. I couldn’t see Jackaby’s face, but I could almost hear the broad grin in his answer. “I’m not generally one for titles, but that is one I’ll embrace with pride.”

— William Ritter

83. “I have great respect for the medical profession, Miss Rook,” he said soberly, “but it is not for doctors to tell us who we are.”

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84. “Not a rabbit, and not enlarged,” Jackaby corrected. “A Brobdingnagian Hare. He began this size – well, a bit smaller as a young leveret, obviously, but proportionate in his infancy to the lagomorph you see today.” “I swear you just make up every other word sometimes.”

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85. “If we insist on being ordinary, we can never be truly extraordinary.”

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86. “The evil warlord appears to be much better at pep talks than you are, sir.” “I have never subscribed to pep,” Jackaby admitted. “Do try not to die.”

— William Ritter

87. “That the battles are usually in her head does not lessen the bravery of it. The hardest ones always are.”

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88. “One who can see the ordinary is extraordinary indeed, Abigail Rook.”

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89. “All the world’s a stage, as they say, and I seem to have the only seat in the house with a view behind the curtain.”

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90. “I have ceased concerning myself with how things look to others,” I said. “As someone told me recently, others are generally wrong.”

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91. “Why do you have a dead preacher in your attic?” “Because we found it easier to carry him up to the coffin than to maneuver it down to him.”

— William Ritter

92. “Pockets! I was thrilled. I have never understood the aversion to pockets in ladies’ fashion – as though it has become some great shame to appear as if one might actually need to possess anything.”

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93. “When one is raised in polite English society, one does not expect to find oneself keeping a mental list of gruesome crime scenes one has visited – and certainly not to silently rank them by quantity of blood and horridness of smells. What one expects to learn is how to dance the polonaise and to make small talk with the viscount at Mother’s garden party and to stuff oneself into an elaborate costume to be presented at court. All things considered, the murder scene was not so bad.”

— William Ritter

94. “I prefer preparedness to a last-moment scramble, thank you.” We.”

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95. “Progress demands discomfort.”

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96. “I thought I might give you the opportunity,” Pavel managed, his voice slow and labored, “to make up for your poor manners during our previous encounter.” “You threatened to kill me,” I said. “I was making small talk.” “And then you actually tried to kill me.” “I get tired of small talk. You take things too personally.”

— William Ritter

97. “It wasn’t that I did not believe in ghosts; it was that I believed in them in the same noncommittal way that I believed in giant squids or lucky coins or Belgium.”

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98. “Sleep would not come so easily to me. I tried to settle my nerves. I slipped out and made myself a cup of chamomile, only I couldn’t tell if I had used the wrong tin, or if now that I was the Seer, chamomile really did taste like riding a hot air balloon in the mist on a nondescript Saturday afternoon.”

— William Ritter

99. “By request of my employer, the contents of chapter thirteen have not only been omitted; they have been pulled directly from my typewriter, shredded, and used as terrarium liner for a particularly pungent frog.”

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100. “You keep trying – and in the end I think maybe that’s the only right thing anybody can do.”

— William Ritter