Charmed Life Quotes
"It was a hot day. The steamer was crammed with other people in holiday clothes, talking, laughing, eating whelks with thin slices of white bread and butter, while the paddleboat steam organ wheezed out popular tunes so that no one could hear themselves talk."
"The Mayor explained that the money from the Fund was being put into a Trust for them until they were grown up. Meanwhile, the town would pay for their education and upbringing."
"You’ve a real talent for magic, dearie," she said, beaming at Gwendolen, "and I wouldn’t be doing my duty by you if I let it go to waste."
"It’s like when it’s snowed in the night. The idea made him feel so pleased and so warm that he went to sleep again."
"The sun lay warm and peaceful on the green stretches of the lawn. Cat was glad someone had somehow restored it. He liked it better smooth. He began to think he could almost be happy at the Castle, with a little practice."
"I hate this place! They try to cover everything up in soft, sweet niceness. I hate it, I hate it!"
"The taxpayer pays, fortunately," said Mr. Saunders.
"What a dreadful name!" said the girl in the bed. "I should hope not! I’m Janet Chant."
"But you never told me they was charmed, did you?" said Mr. Baslam.
"I can’t get used to all this magic," said Janet. "Cat, what am I to do? How can I pay that horrible man?"
"I’ve a good mind to shout for your father," she said.
"You’ve got all sorts of things in your hair, Gwendolen," she said as she pulled it tight.
"If I have to go without marmalade again," she said at length, "Gwendolen’s going to know about it."
"The very least thing, he knew, would be Janet confessing she was not Gwendolen."
"The annoying thing was that he knew Janet could have done without her left leg more easily than she could have done without him."
"Even Gwendolen had known the twice-times table."
"As he hurried after Janet to Gwendolen’s room, he wished heartily it was really Gwendolen he was hurrying after."
"He might have been interested at any other time. Now he dared not look at Janet, and could only wish that everyone would stop."
"But when he went to Gwendolen’s room in the morning, it was still Janet, struggling to tie her garters and saying over her shoulder, 'These things are probably very bad for people. Do you wear them too? Or are they a female torture?'"
"Anyone would think you were her left leg, or something."
"It’s an odd thing to go and ask, even in this world."
"I don’t know where else we could go. How do we get to Wolvercote? Hitchhike?"
"Yes, but you’ve only got three now. You’ll have to be more careful."
"The touch of silver conquers Chrestomanci—the great Chrestomanci!"
"You might find the answer for yourself, if you thought," Chrestomanci suggested.
"This garden has things in it from the dawn of all the worlds. It’s a good deal stronger than I am."
"I shouldn’t advise that," he said. "You’d be striking at the roots of witchcraft—and you’d find it shockingly hard to destroy."
"How can you have used his magic?" demanded Henry Nostrum, even more put out than his brother. "I just did," said Gwendolen.
"I am not saying. It seemed the only chance he had of keeping any of his lives."
"Every single one of them has now lost his or her witchcraft."
"It wasn’t real?" asked the dragon. "No!" said Will Suggins.
"I’ll have to teach you myself, Cat, and we’ll be starting on Advanced Theory, I think."
"Janet, my love, it’s a very good thing you’re staying here!"