You do not seem to me to be a beast. This makes me quite sure that you can’t really be a man.
I hope your bacon burns,” Calcifer said, muffled under the pan.
Now there, Charles,′ said Chrestomanci, ’you have an excellent example quite apart from rights and wrongs, of why it is such a bad idea to do things to people. Everyone is now sorry for Simon. Which is not what you want at all, is it?
Then the geese replaced themselves with six pigs and vanished.
Perhaps she was a little mad, but then old women often were.
All I wanted to do was sit down and read a book, she thought, and I come home to a flood!
I may be clever, she thought, quite sadly, but I’m not in the least kind or sympathetic.
I don’t know, Your Majesty. He’s a mess.
Don’t worry, old thing,” Sophie said to the face. “You look quite healthy. Besides, this is much more like you than you really are.
Calcifer agreed to speed up the castle because of a scarecrow? Dear Sophie, do please tell me how you bully a fire demon into being that obliging. I’d dearly love to know!
You know the way they have mouths that don’t seem to smile in the same way as normal people’s.
But her eyes were blue and full of anxieties, and her hair was darkish.
It just lies behind the slightly more normal things I do do. This sense that most people are crazy, if you look deep enough. Adults particularly, and children have to deal with them.
It seems as if those of high ability cannot resist some extra, dangerous stroke of cleverness, which results in a fatal flaw and begins a slow decline to evil.
She had said Sophie was a witch. Oddly enough, Sophie accepted this without any trouble at all. That explained the popularity of certain hats, she thought. It explained Jane Farrier’s Count Whatsit. It possibly explained the jealousy of the Witch of the Waste. It was as if Sophie had always known this. But she had thought it was not proper to have a magic gift because she was the eldest of three.
In the land of Ingary, where such things as seven-league boots and cloaks of invisibility really exist, it is quite a misfortune to be born the eldest of three.
Oh, how your ears flap and your long nose twitches!
Tell me, do you sometimes find yourself unaccountably sad on some days?
Don’t think I can’t see your point of view – you’re a young fellow, disappointed in love, impatient – naturally you think Fate’s against you. Take it from me, Fate doesn’t care either way most of the time.
Nobody’s safe in a wizard’s house,” Calcifer said feelingly.