Penhaligon Quotes & Sayings

*So, you're the small troublemaker who foiled Saturday's Cocigrue," said Lady Friday. Leaf, a friend of the so-called Rightful Heir , this Arthur Penhaligon. How kind of you to visit. — Garth Nix

Who could be luckier than to be paid fairly well, which to be honest MPs are, for pursuing their hobby.? That's what politics is. — David Penhaligon

The healthy spirit of self-help created among working people would, more than any other measure, serve to raise them as a class; and this, not by pulling down others, but by levelling them up to a higher and still advancing standard of religion, intelligence, and virtue. — Samuel Smiles

Interviewer: Didn't Sagan want to believe?
Druyan: he didn't want to believe. he wanted to know. — Ann Druyan

To adopt nuclear disarmament would be akin to behaving like a virgin in a brothel. — David Penhaligon

I should not have stooped to her level but the opportunity was irresistible. 'Did you buy a new gown or will you be wearing the one from your last almost-wedding?' I asked. 'After all, it was barely used.'
Dad strangled a chuckle. Chip blanched, no doubt remembering the groom left standing at the altar and wondering if he'd suffer the same fate. Cat's eyes widened and she gasped.
'I'll be wearing a new dress for the most important day of my life.' she said stiffly, her eyes shooting bullets. 'That one was white. This one will be black. They're as different as night and day.' If looks could kill, I'd be flat on the floor." Cinnamon Greene, from The Bride Wore Black — Bonnie J. Cardone

Truth is man's proper good, and the only immortal thing was given to our mortality to use. — Ben Jonson

Too bad Einstein's dead. I'm sure he would have appreciated my latest discovery
within the space-time continuum.The closer you are to experiencing a monumental event, the longer time
stretches out. It makes you feel alone — Susane Colasanti

There are no small sins against a great God — J.I. Packer

Blood trickled down his chin as he was hauled up onto his knees, the golden rope securing his arms behind him and his ankles together.
Arthur looked up and saw the fizzing sparkling crown coming down.
I'm Arthur Penhaligon, he thought desperately ...
The crown was wedged tightly upon his head- and Arthur fell silently screaming into darkness. — Garth Nix