Ransom Riggs Quotes

I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was.

Sometimes it's better not to look back.

If I'd kept my heart better armored, where would I be now?

Sometimes you just need to go through a door.

I was here for a reason. There was something I was meant not simply to be, but to do- and it wasn't to run or hide or give up the minute things seemed terrifying and impossible.

I liked this idea: that peculiarness wasn't a deficiency, but an abundance; that it wasn't we who lacked something normals had, but they who lacked peculiarness. That we were more, not less.

Strange, I thought, how you can be living your dreams and your nightmares at the very same time.

We cling to our fairy tales until the price for believing in them becomes too high.

If you must fail ... fail spectacularly!

I had just come to accept that my life would be ordinary when extraordinary things began to happen.

I'm no expert on girls, but when one tries to pinch you four times, I'm pretty sure that's flirting

Maybe it was better, now and then, to wonder.

Some truths are expressed best in the form of myth.

What I believe when it comes to big things in life, there are no accidents. Everything happens for a reason. You are here for a reason - and it's not to fail and die.

There was a girl who could fly, a boy who had bees living inside him, a brother and sister who could lift boulders over their heads.

It's easy to say you don't care about money when you have plenty of it.

Your tribe is out there, you just have to find them.

My portal to another world was fiction.

I had been writing since I was pretty small, and I've always been telling these stories about doors and finding other worlds within our own.

I never remember nice dreams; only the bad ones stick.

When someone won't let you in, eventually you stop knocking.

Laughing doesn't make bad things worse any more than crying makes them better. It doesn't mean you don't care, or that you've forgotten. It just means you're human.

I'd been born in the wrong century, and I felt cheated.

I just like that balance of the real and the fantastical because as a reader and consumer of stories and fantasy, I always want to feel like I can find that world.

Do you ever find yourself climbing into an open grave during a bombing raid and wish you'd just stayed in bed?

Our debt was too great and the words thank you too small.

When you're writing, at least when I'm writing, I don't think about themes and I try not to sermonize with any particular message.

If you are a conscious human being who has opinions about the world, then you will unconsciously put your own perspective into the book.

Fifty-percent of the director's job honestly is casting the movie well.

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.

By morning I was worn out. My limbs felt heavy as wood, my head cottony. I might've felt better if I hadn't slept at all.

anything that changes you forever, split my life into halves: Before and After.

He was cross-examining my subconscious .

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.

Early in life we recognize certain talents in ourselves, and we focus on those to the exclusion of others. It's not that nothing else is possible, but that nothing else was nurtured.

He’s lost it. Our son is insane. Or on drugs. Or maybe not on enough drugs.

They were of the past, and the past always mend itself, no matter how me interfere.

They were of the past, and the past always mends itself, no matter how me interfere.

What if there's no town for fifty kilometers?" Said Enoch."The we'll walk for fifty-one kilometers. But I know we weren't blown that far off course.

Forgive me. I continue to underestimate the breadth of your ignorance.

For a 12-year-old with a hyperactive imagination who liked to dream of dreary gothic castles, suburban Florida felt a little stifling.

Consider the simple hedgehog, and his neighbor, the opossum...do they waste their energy trying to throw one another into chasms when they face a common enemy, the winter? No!

Males lack the seriousness of temperament required of persons with such great responsibilities.

Do you ever find yourself climbing into an open grave during a bombing raid..and wish you'd just stayed in bed?

You have your world to rebuild, and I have mine.

They may love you', she whispered, 'but they'll never understand.

You may choose to live in a world of fantasy if you like, my dear, but I am a realist.

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children is a amazing book, I love it

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.

You're upset, you're cold, and you're wet, wouldn't you rather discuss all this over a pot of hot tea?" Yes, but I wasn't going to say so.