Quotes from Angie Sage

Things," Aunt Zelda reminded everyone on the bridge, "are not always as they seem. Remember, the moon always shows the truth How we see it, is up to us to us, not the moon

Marcia," said Milo. "That was Jenna. I know my child." "And I know mine," said Marcia. "I mean - I know Septimus.

Barney," she said, "would you like to help me look for a stupid giant banana?" Barney grinned. "Ooh, yes please," he said.

Silas Heap was eloping with Marcia Overstrand.

Marcia was aghast. "He has shoes like mine? Well, that does it, we'll have to get rid of him." She smiled at Tod. "Only one of us can wear these shoes. And that is me.

You awake Sep?" Beetle's whisper came from the other side of the teepee. "No. I always sleep sitting up." "Really?" "Of course I'm awake Beetle. You awake too?" "Nah. Fast asleep.

Jannit liked Jenna, who reminded her of how she had been as a girl: a confident, taking-charge kind of person. That was how girls should be.

The Shield Bug was happy. It had an enemy. It had a sword. Soon the sword would meet the enemy. Life was simple when you were a Shield Bug.

Theodophilus Fortitude Fry

We have work to do. Plans to make. Magyk to mend. Together." Septimus blinked a sudden blurriness from his eyes. "I've missed you," he said. "Well, I'm sure you'll soon get fed up with me," Marcia retorted, finding that her eyes had gone a little fuzzy too.

There aren't any footprints to follow," said Septimus. "That's why I'm going last. To scruffle them." "To what?" asked Beetle and Jenna. "Technical term." "Scruffle--a technical term?

Like an apologetic banana

Both Septimus and Beetle knew enough to recognize a jinnee when they saw one, and Wolf Boy knew quite enough to recognize something extremely weird.

It is a little known fact that it takes an arthritic wolfhound exactly the same time to walk from the Palace Gate to the Wizard Tower as it takes a cohort of jinn to run the Ice Tunnel from the Observatory to the Wizard Tower.

Merrin felt disappointed in his scent bottle. Just to make sure it really did smell so bad, he put the bottle right up to his left nostril and sniffed hard - and the jinnee was sucked up his nose. It was not a good moment for either of them.

Cerys watched her open the door and struggle to squeeze inside. "Zelda?" Cerys called. "Yes?" puffed Aunt Zelda, poking her head out of the cupboard with some difficulty. "It is possible to eat an Enlarging Spell without realising it, do you suppose?" Aunt Zelda looked puzzled. "I shouldn't think so," she said. "Why?" "No reason. I just wondered.

You are going to have to scream. Can you do that?" Lucy's eyes lit up. "Oh, yes. I can scream.

He told the green woman to open the bad-word door and he would go and get the bad-word Apprentice himself, seeing as everyone else around him was so bad-word useless. Especially bad-word witches ... - Kaznim

My Apprentice is a PathFinder," Septimus said. "I am beginning to realise that means she can go pretty much anywhere she wants to.

She's dead!" Marcia gasped. And then, much more dismayed, she cried, "She's dead on my sofa!

Tis like unto a tinker's bazaar, which is where I trow thou dost buy thy gold trifles and trinkets with which thee doth rattle like a broken cart." Marcellus Pye looked hurt at his mother's insults.

I am not lost," said Stanley indignantly. "A member of the Secret Rat Service is never lost. I am merely reassessing the direction.

Spit Fyre practised a recently acquired skill - he winked.

Well, if you wore some sensible boots like I do instead of prancing around in little purple snakey things, your feet would be fine," Aunt Zelda observed. Marcia ignored her. She sat warming her purple snakey feet by the blazing fire and noted with some satisfaction that Aunt Zelda had made no attempt to return the fire to Mother Nature's spluttering state.