Miss Peregrine's Quotes & Sayings

How many times have I told you? Polite persons do not take supper in the nude. — Ransom Riggs

'You don't strike me as a quitter.'
'Then you don't know me very well,' I replied. — Ransom Riggs

Setting aside her needlework, Miss Peregrine rose and hobbled to the window. Her gait was rigid and awkward, as if one of her legs were shorter than the other. — Ransom Riggs

And so Enoch held up Miss Peregrine's cage and she let out a great screeching cry. We answered with a cry of our own, both a victory yell and a lament, for everything lost and yet to be gained. — Ransom Riggs

They had a million questions for me, and, far away from Miss Peregrine, I could answer them frankly. What was my world like? What did people eat, drink, wear? When would sickness and death be overcome by science? — Ransom Riggs

What sets 'Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children' apart is Riggs's use of 'found' photographs as a spark of inspiration for the narrative. 'Found' describes art created from common objects that are not normally considered art. — Claire Cameron

I'll never understand ninety-nine percent of humanity. - Enoch — Ransom Riggs

Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children is a amazing book, I love it — Ransom Riggs

Miss Peregrine had shown my grandfather. I was coming to believe I had been sent here to repay that debt - my own, my father's, and my grandfather's, too. I tried my best to explain. "It's not about destiny," I said, "but I do think there's balance in the world, and sometimes forces we don't understand intervene to tip the scales the right way. — Ransom Riggs

Emma and I slammed together in a dizzy, twirling embrace. I could hardly speak. 'What are you-how did you-"
I was tingling all over, certain I was still dreaming.
'I got your electrical letter!' she said.
'My ... email?'
"Yes, whatever you call it! When I didn't hear from you I got worried, and then I remembered the machinated postbox you said you made for me. Horce was able to guess your password, and-'
"We came as soon as we heard,' said Miss peregrine, shaking her head at my parents. — Ransom Riggs