Jonathan Auxier Quotes & Sayings

Nobody's too old for stories
not even God himself. — Jonathan Auxier

A boy your age should know better than to consider anything impossible. (p 62) — Jonathan Auxier

Stories come in all different kinds." Hester scooted closer, clearly enjoying the subject at hand. "There's tales, which are light and fluffy. Good for a smile on a sad day. Then you got yarns, which are showy-yarns reveal more about the teller than the story. After that there's myths, which are stories made up by whole groups of people. And last of all, there's legends." She raised a mysterious eyebrow. "Legends are different from the rest on account no one knows where they start. Folks don't tell legends; they repeat them. Over and over again through history. — Jonathan Auxier

A story helps folks face the world, even when it frightens 'em. And a lie does the opposite. It helps you hide. — Jonathan Auxier

The Victorian era was perhaps the last point in Western history when magic and science were allowed to coexist. — Jonathan Auxier

A well-spun tale can transport listeners away from their humdrum lives and return them with an enlarged sense of the world. (Peter Nimble) — Jonathan Auxier

The start of any journey-whether pilgrimage or promenade-is one of life's true joys. — Jonathan Auxier

He started with the rascal's questions.
Where was he?
dangling fifty feat above ground choking to death
Were there friends near by?
He could hear his sister strugling by the stairs, but she was too far to help
Were there weapons nearby?
His fishhook was lying useless on the ground below, leaving him only his hands.
But his were no ordinary hands. — Jonathan Auxier

Suffice it to say, if one hopes to live in a world of wonders, he had better locate himself in a place where wondrous stories abound. — Jonathan Auxier

It's no joke," he insisted. "Something's wrong with this whole place. You seen how pale they all are - it ain't natural." "That's just how folks look in England. — Jonathan Auxier

Hollow, melting the final bits of ice from the bare trees. Steam rose from the soil like a phantom, carrying with it a whisper of autumn smoke that had been lying dormant in the frosty underground. — Jonathan Auxier

Should you ever be so lucky as to encounter an author in your life, you should shower her or him with gifts and praise. Sir — Jonathan Auxier

Now, there is a wonderful thing in this world called "foresight". It is a gift treasured above all others because it allows one to know what the future holds. Most people with foresight end up wielding immense power in life, often becoming great rulers or librarians. — Jonathan Auxier

Runnin's not a bad thing, sir, so long as you're runnin' towards somethin' good. — Jonathan Auxier

There's what's smart and what's right." - Molly in the Night Gardener — Jonathan Auxier

The real world. The very notion is absurd. Worlds and everything in them are made real by the stories that inhabit them. — Jonathan Auxier

I have called you forth not because of what you may become, but because of what you already are. — Jonathan Auxier

To demand promises is to invite disappointment -Hester — Jonathan Auxier

There is something wonderful that happens between true friends.When they find themselves no longer wasting time with meaningless chatter.Instead, they become content just to share each other's company. It is the opinion of some that this sort of friendship is the only kind worth having. While jokes and anecdotes are nice, they do not compare with the beauty of shared solitude. — Jonathan Auxier

Don't confuse what you do with who you are... — Jonathan Auxier

We'll never know. And maybe that's the best. It's a bad tale that has all the answers. -Molly — Jonathan Auxier

In my experience heroes are no more good than you or I. And though occasionally noble, they are just as often cunning, resourceful, and a little brash. — Jonathan Auxier

Peter had spent his whole life in a town where fights were either drunken and friendly, or silent and petty. True war was foreign to him. He thought of how scared and confused he had been when the battle broke out in the Nest; he was in a different world now. — Jonathan Auxier

But that's how the tree works, ain't it? It gives you what you wish for but not in a way that makes things better. I suppose that's the difference between what you want and what you need." Molly — Jonathan Auxier

Hester shook her head. 'Don't confuse what you do with who you are, dearie. Besides, there's no shame in humble work. Why, Aesop himself, the king of storytellers, was a slave his whole life. Never drew a free breath, yet he shaped the world with just three small words: there once was. And where are his great masters now, hmm? Rotting in tombs, if they're lucky. But Aesop - he still lives to this day, dancin' on the tip of every tongue what's ever told a tale.' She winked at Molly. 'Think on that, next time you're scrubbing floors. — Jonathan Auxier

But I guess it found you"
"About that," Peter said trying to ignore the slight. "Why send a riddle? You could have saved us a lot of trouble if you'd written something less complicated."
"It wasn't that complicated," she muttered.
"Yeah!" Scrape added. "And how was she suppose to know it'd end up in the hands of some blind dummy and his ugly pet?"
sir tode, who up to this point had been listening quietly, had evidently had enough. "I've had enough," he said, leaping to his hooves. "I'm a fierce knight, known to the world over slaying dragons. Who among you can boast such a feat? And this 'blind dummy' just happens to be the legendary Peter Nimble ... the greatest theif who ever lived. — Jonathan Auxier