Sapphique Quotes & Sayings

All my years to this moment All my roads to this wall. All my words to this silence All my pride to this fall. -Songs of Sapphique — Catherine Fisher

Sapphique strapped the wings to his arms and flew, over oceans and plains, over glass cities and mountains of gold. Animals fled; people pointed up. He flew so far, he saw the sky above him and the sky said, "Turn back, my son, for you have climbed too high." Sapphique laughed, as he rarely did. "Not this time. This time I beat on you until you open."
But Incarceron was angered, and struck him down. — Catherine Fisher

Pain is to be endured. It ends or it does not. — Jim Butcher

All my life I've plotted and planned, been obsessed with those things.
And now you've achieved them. You are not satisfied. He nodded.
Life is a series of stairs of which we climb, Claudia ... your horizons have moved. — Catherine Fisher

Home sales are coming down from the mountain peak, but they will level out at a high plateau - a plateau that is higher than previous peaks in the housing cycle. — David Lereah

Objection, evasion, joyous distrust, and love of irony are signs of health; everything absolute belongs to pathology. — Friedrich Nietzsche

Pemberton felt something shift inside him, something small but definite, the way a knob's slight twist allowed a door to swing wide open. — Ron Rash

How could you betray me, Incarceron? How could you let me fall? I thought I was your son. It seems I am your fool. - Songs of Sapphique — Catherine Fisher

The Art Magicke has rules. It means I have to teach you all my tricks. All the substitutions, the replications, the illusions. How to read minds and palms and leaves. How to disappear and reappear.
"How to saw people in half?"
"That too."
"Nice. — Catherine Fisher

Ultimately I think what people care about, particularly on an issue like Social Security, is not really what's right and what's left but what's right and what's wrong. — John Podesta

In the Sapient tongue he said softly, 'Tell
me, Master, did you know Incarceron was tiny?'
'Is it?' Sapphique replied in the same language, his green
eyes as he looked up lit by deep points of flame. 'To you,
perhaps. Not to its Prisoners. Every prison is a universe for
its inmates. And think, Jared Sapiens. Might not the Realm
also be tiny, swinging from the watchchain of some being in
a world even vaster? — Catherine Fisher

Do you seek the key to Incarceron?
Look inside yourself. It has always been hidden there.
- The mirror of dreams to Sapphique — Catherine Fisher

To lose your last remaining parent is the toughest thing. It is a very lonely thing. — Arpad Busson

There is a door we know, a tiny, secret door ...
- legends of sapphique — Catherine Fisher

I thought if I could create a convincing cat I could say and do anything I wanted on the human condition. — Jim Davis

I even move out onto the front porch and see my own limited view of the world. I want to take that world, and for the first time ever, I feel like I can do it. I've survived everything I've had to so far. I'm still standing here. — Markus Zusak

Once Incarceron became a dragon, and a Prisoner crawled into his lair. They made a wager. They would ask each other riddles, and the one who could not answer would lose. It it was the man, he would give his life. The Prison offered a secret way of Escape. But even as the man agreed, he felt its hidden laughter.
They played for a year and a day. The lights stayed dark. The dead were not removed. Food was not provided. The Prison ignored the cries of its inmates.
Sapphique was the man. He had one riddle left. He said, "What is the Key that unlocks the heart?"
For a day Incarceron thought. For two days. For three. Then it said, "If I ever knew the answer, I have forgotten it."
Sapphique in the Tunnels of Madness — Catherine Fisher

Time had come to formulate a reason to abandon the gardens and leave Miss Bower to leech onto some other gentleman, preferably one who had a certain fondness for parasites. — Sarah M. Eden

The searching-out and thorough investigation of truth ought to be the primary study of man. — Marcus Tullius Cicero

I have walked a stair of swords, I have worn a coat of scars. I have vowed with hollow words, I have lied my way to the stars -Songs of Sapphique — Catherine Fisher

She had often been alone in the house before - but she had never before been so conscious of being alone in it. — Agatha Christie

Where are the leaders?' Sapphique asked.
'In the fortresses,' the swan replied.
'And the poets?'
'Lost in dreams of other worlds.'
'And the craftsmen?'
'Forging machines to challenge the darkness.'
'And the Wise, who made the world?'
The swan lowered its black neck sadly.
'Dwindled to crones and sorcerers in towers. — Catherine Fisher

The higher the exposure a product receives and the greater its perceived social acceptability, the more people will buy it, which in turn further increases its exposure and acceptability. — Sheena Iyengar

Rix stroked the Glove. "There was a garden and a tree grew there with golden apples and if you ate one of them, you knew everything. And then Sapphique climbed over the fense and killed the many-headed monster and picked the apple, because he wanted to know, you see. He wanted to know how to Escape."
"Right." She had wriggled back. She was close to his pocked face.
"And a snake came out of the grass and it said, 'Oh go on, eat the apple. I dare you.' And he stopped then with it to his mouth because he knew the snake was Incarceron."
Keiro groaned. "Let me ... "
"Put the Glove away, Rix. Or give it to me."
His fingers caressed its dark scales. "And because if he ate it he would know how small he was. How much of a nothing he was. He would see himself as a speck in the vastness of the Prison."
"So he didn't eat it, right? — Catherine Fisher

I don't like this, not one bit. I don't have many morals, but the ones I do have are not happy. — Abigail Roux

They came out. They were children. They wore rags and their skin was livid with sores. Their veins were tubes, their hair wire. Sapphique reached out and touched them.
'You are the ones who will save us,' he said. — Catherine Fisher