Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children Quotes
It's easy to say you don't care about money when you have plenty of it.
They worried that fantasies were somehow inoculating me against more practical realities.
Forgive me. I continue to underestimate the breadth of your ignorance.
One of the peculiar children's perspective out of time allows him to take minute interest in every resident of the town and to chronicle everything we did for the entire day he lives over and over.
anything that changes you forever, split my life into halves: Before and After.
He closed the laptop. A sure sign I was about to receive his full attention.
She had a heart the size of France and the lucky few whom she loved, she loved with every square inch of it. But it's size made it dangerous.
The day that lay before (was) full of infinite possibilities, though in a million superficial ways it was identical to the day before.
Their memory was something tangible and heavy, and I would carry it with me.
I slammed out of the Priest Hole and started walking, heading nowhere in particular. Sometimes you just need to go through a door.
I knew there was something peculiar about you, " she said. "And I mean that as the highest compliment." I'd always known I was strange. I never dreamed I was peculiar.
Right at the flamingo orgy! Left at the multiethnic roof Santas! Straight past the pissing cherubs!
An air of mystery closed around the details of his early life. I didn't pry. He had been through hell and had a right to his secrets.
To have endured horrors, to have seen the worst of humanity and have your life made unrecognizable by it, to come out of all that honorable and brave— that was magical.
...slow and drunk is no match for fast and scared shitless.
I was quite possibly in the midst of losing my mind. I needed to get away from people until I figured out if I actually was losing my mind.
Males lack the seriousness of temperament required of persons with such great responsibilities.
They may love you', she whispered, 'but they'll never understand.
It seemed like my parents were always trying to get me to care about money, but I didn’t, really. Then again, it's easy to say you don't care about money when you have plenty of it.
..he had trampled her poor, pining heart, and the wound was still raw, even these many years later.
That was our friendship: equal parts irritation and cooperation.
Will you quit shouting and let me bleed in peace!
Have they built cities on the moon?" another boy asked hopefully."We left some garbage and a flag there in the sixties, but thats about it.
I didn’t know what to call it, what was happening between us, but I liked it. It felt silly and fragile and good.
She moved to pinch me again but I blocked her hand. I'm no expert on girls, but when one tries to pinch you four times, I'm pretty sure that's flirting.
