The Mysterious Benedict Society And The Perilous Journey Quotes
"It is you who must solve the clues that will bring us together again for our celebration. I know you are more than up to the challenge, and I do look forward to hearing stories from your journey."
"It’s a common nightmare, and I’ve had it many times, as well as a great many others that are more rare. Part of my condition, I’m afraid."
"But if you find that serpents are all you see, you may not be looking hard enough."
"I had no idea what that was all about, but I have a feeling I’ll think it’s funny."
"That journey begins here, where the four of you are gathered. Your first steps should be in the direction that the riddle on the following page takes you."
"The fact was that he’d memorized every letter he’d received these past six months — not just from Mr. Benedict, but also the breezy notes Kate had sent, the slightly boring but faithfully detailed reports from Sticky, and even the quirky poetry Constance had mailed him along with whatever curious button, dust bunny, or paper scrap had struck her fancy on the way to find a stamp."
"That is where my guests sit. It is easily within the Whisperer’s range, and I should think they find it more comfortable — and far less threatening — than the seat my brother designed."
"Every person in this family loves you. Rhonda loves you, Number Two loves you, and I love you."
"Travelers should always keep journals, and journals should always keep secrets."
"If you really mean to be distracted, don’t go down to Mr. Benedict’s study."
"You often pretend not to know certain things because you don’t see how you possibly could know them, and this disturbs you."
"People’s minds are noticing things all the time, even when we don’t realize it."
"You’re trying to distract yourselves. I understand."
"What else do we have to look at all day but these bookshelves?"
"It's all about speed, you see! She may carry less than other container ships, but she’s five times as fast!"
"Making what worse? Oh, you don’t look so well, Reynie!"
"You should be a doctor," Sticky groaned.
"Reynie’s first waking thought was that he was hungry."
Never mind," said Reynie grumpily. "What’s going on? How long have I been out?
"I’ll get him up," said Kate, rolling off the bunk.
"I’m glad to see you’re feeling better," said Captain Noland.
That’s amazing!" Kate cried. "How did he possibly manage it?
Of course! It’s a fact," said Captain Noland. "We were in naval intelligence together.
"The world is your oyster," Mr. Benedict had written in her birthday card.
"It was clear to Reynie that Sticky had been struggling with his ego ever since they met up again at Kate’s farm, and Reynie was inclined to forgive his fits of vanity."
"Sticky was a skittish and fearful child, yet he always ended up doing the right thing, no matter how frightening it was."
"If he occasionally acted like a peacock, it was not such a grave offense, and at any rate Sticky could generally count on Kate and Constance to pluck his feathers."
"Stop looking for glory and give us the story!"
"You can’t just hit people when you’re dissatisfied, Constance."
"Watch me!" Constance said, trying to writhe free of Kate’s grip.
"The fact that Anki doesn’t specifically mention where they found the first specimen. The fact that the Benedicts didn’t announce what they’d found, even though it was an amazing discovery. The fact that these papers were hidden away. It all adds up. They were keeping it a secret."
"Only a smidgen of this plant put an entire village to sleep. So what do you think would happen if it fell into the wrong hands? Like you said, Kate, this is one powerful plant."
"I saw you looking," he said. "Now go and hurry back."
"I’m sorry! I have to rest!" Reynie gasped, steering his bicycle off the road and into a patch of grass, where he shakily dismounted and flopped onto his back.
"You're mine, Muldoon," said Martina, her face twisting in vengeful delight.
"I wondered why you didn’t just swim out of here," Kate said as she recoiled her rope.
"Leave her alone," Sticky squeaked, his words inaudible although he had intended to shout.
"I saved one marble for you!" Kate called as Reynie ran inside.
"That’s a lovely idea, McCracken," said Garotte.
"I don’t like being tricked, boy!" he snapped, his face contorted with fury.
"We promise," the children said together.
"I have activity in the village," said the Ten Man.
I'm not sure which is more ridiculous," she said. "That you didn’t know whether it was real, or that you were going to give it to him without knowing.
I don’t intend to let that happen," Milligan said quickly. "I’m just being cautious.
"Once again you betray your simplicity, Benedict."
"You made that trip all by your little lonesomes?"
"You of all people! The Ten Man’s worst enemy!"
"You’re just like Mr. Curtain said! I believed you, Mr. Benedict! I trusted you!"
"There’s no chance of any of that if we’re caught. We need to move!"
"In no time she stood high above her friends, scanning the eastern side of the island with her spyglass."
"Reynie wasn’t satisfied with that answer. What was this feeling, then? It almost seemed like déjà vu — as if he’d experienced something very much like this before."
"Kate scrambled back down to report. 'It’s going to be awfully hard,' she concluded."
"Reynie rubbed his temples. Constance was right, of course."
"Kate shook her head. 'He might sleep for hours. We need to figure this out ourselves.'"
"Reynie stared at the sleeping figure of Mr. Benedict. They had risked life and limb for him, had come to the ends of the earth to save him."
"Kate looked up and saw the boys staring at her wonderingly. She leaped to her feet — but it was already too late."
"The fact was that Sticky had finally been given a chance to make up for his errors — a chance to get his friends out of danger — and he was passionately determined to succeed, no matter the cost to himself."
"Kate’s sharp eyes immediately made out the display: 31."
"The night was black, the owl did call. I stood upon the silo tall, Never suspecting I would fall."
"Mr. Benedict raised an eyebrow. 'I have no proof whatsoever,' said Mr. Benedict. 'But I neglected to mention this to Mr. Pressius.'"
"Think of Captain Noland, and Joe Shooter, and all the others — even strangers — who were prepared to sacrifice their safety, perhaps even their lives, on our behalf. That’s something, is it not?"