Sweep: The Story Of A Girl And Her Monster Quotes
"There are all sorts of wonderful things a person might see very early in the morning."
"The girl sticks to the man like a shadow."
"Parents suddenly feel the urge to hug their children. Children suddenly feel the urge to let them."
"The Sweep shared everything with the girl."
"Being inside a chimney is a frightening thing; it’s so dark and cramped that one can scarcely tell which way is up."
"The view from a chimney stack is a truly majestic thing."
"Most children despise bedtime and will do anything to avoid it."
"The Sweep’s song, the girl would drift off—dreaming of stars and seas and adventures far, far away."
"Home is a safe place to put your things so burglars can’t touch them."
"Sometimes, on nights when there was no food to eat, the girl and her Sweep used to make story soup."
"Remember, remember, the fifth of November. Gunpowder, treason, and plot!"
"So your chimneys I sweep and in soot I sleep."
"Theres little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head, That curl’d like a lambs back, was shav’d, so I said."
"Hush Tom never mind it, for when your head’s bare, You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair."
"And so he was quiet, and that very night, As Tom was a sleeping he had such a sight."
"Then down a green plain leaping laughing they run, And wash in a river and shine in the Sun."
"Tho’ the morning was cold, Tom was happy and warm, So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm."
"All it took was being burned alive in a chimney to fix your mistake."
"But if you’re always looking back, you might not see what’s in front of you."
"Whatever you’re doing at the stroke of midnight is what you’ll be doing all through the new year."
"Boots and rooftops don’t mix. I prefer cold toes to a broken neck."
"The golem is made to help people who fear for their lives."
"For the golem, there is no happy ending."
"I don’t understand. All this work... just to take back one climber?"
"Where are we going?" Nan had never been inside a carriage before and found the movement slightly nauseating.
"Miss Bloom is having him taken to London Hospital."
"I think he’d been sent up on his own," Toby said.
"Newt did a factory alone?" Factory stacks were too wide to scale the regular way.
"There was no rigging," Toby said. "He slipped and took a nasty tumble."
"He’s in here," Toby motioned to a door at the end of the hall.
"I do not like this place," he whispered.
"Nan. I’m sorry . . ." Her eyes were rimmed red.
"We’re here," Nan whispered. "I brought help."
"This is Charlie," Nan said, glancing up. "He’s a golem."
"W-w-what is . . . ?" Miss Bloom whispered.
"He won’t . . . I can’t help him. . . ." He let go of Newt’s hand. It fell limp on the bed.
"William died in the carriage on the way to the hospital."
"The ladies of the friendly society will insist on paying—"
"We’ll need to make arrangements for the . . . for William’s body."
"I still don’t understand. You had a family. You still do. How could you leave them behind—just because they were strict?"
"Feathers and bone without and within, I am that and this and that once again."
"I am an egg." Miss Bloom smiled. "How could I forget?"
"Perhaps we are each of us an egg that becomes a bird . . . children who become parents."
"But we must do something. We must show people the true cost."
"I know that the Sweep left him to protect me," Nan said.
"There’s no escape, Nan Sparrow!" Crudd’s voice bellowed up from below.
"Nan!" Charlie shouted, running toward the Matchstick. "I’m coming!"
"Nan!" she whispered over and again. "Don’t go."
"Thank you," he whispered. "For everything."
"I think this belongs to you," she whispered, and pressed the soil down.
"It’s a lucky thing there’s still some snow on the ground, else I would have walked right past it!"
"They’re lucky to have you," Nan said to Charlie.
"You will find no help from below, Nan Sparrow." Crudd moved closer.