Ninth Key Quotes
"As mediators—which is what we are, you and I, Susannah—we have a responsibility to give aid and solace to those unfortunate souls who are suffering in the void between the living and the dead."
"You see, as mediators, Susannah, it is our duty to help lost souls get to where they are supposed to be going. We are their guides, as it were."
"You and I, for better or for worse, were born with an incredible gift—an ability to see and speak to the dead."
"Our duty is to intervene on the spirits’ behalf, and lead them to their ultimate destination."
"We aren’t…well, terminators. Our duty is to intervene on the spirits’ behalf, and lead them to their ultimate destination."
"But you’re terribly popular, Susannah," he said. "I mean, after all, you were voted vice president of the sophomore class your first week at the Mission Academy."
"You don’t love me anymore, is that it, kiddo? All right. I can take a hint."
"You can’t tell me you’re happy here," I said. "You can’t tell me you’ve liked being trapped in this room for a hundred and fifty years."
"You don’t belong here. The reason you’re stuck here is because something is wrong."
"Keep him talking, I said to myself. Keep him talking while you find another way out."
"I’ve made some serious leaps in my life, but I usually like to know what I’m leaping into before I go for it."
"I know it’s hard to believe. I’m so vibrant and bubbly and all, you would think boys had been flocking to me like bees to honey all my life."
"It must be terribly exciting, being psychic, I mean."
"Oh, that. Yes. I’m sensitive to sunlight. So bad for the skin."
"I hate to break it to you, but that guy’s more than just tired."
"Mr. Beaumont is a little tired this evening. He is a very important, very busy man."
"I may have been dead for the past hundred and fifty years, Susannah, but that doesn’t mean I don’t know how people say good night. And generally, when people say good night, they keep their tongues to themselves."
"If kisses were what you were looking for, little fool, why didn’t you come to me?"
Sensitive to light," Father Dominic said, coming out of his thoughtful reverie. "His nickname is Red, but he doesn’t have red hair. He was looking at your neck.
"Don’t you wonder what she could have meant? I mean, she told you to tell me not to blame myself for her death. As if I, in some way, were responsible for killing her."
"The problem here is you, Susannah. You think you don’t need anyone, that you can handle everything on your own."
"You’re assuming anyone even suspects anything. These people aren’t dead, remember. Just gone."
"You know what you sound like? You sound like a jealous boyfriend."
"He’s no good for you," Jesse said, as if that settled the matter.
"There is no English translation for that word."
"Tad’s not the problem there. His dad’s the one who is a freak, not Tad."
"Well, not to state the obvious, Susannah, but I’ve been around a good deal longer than you have."
"I’ve never seen a vampire. And I’ve hung out in a lot of cemeteries."
"I left Father Dominic doing what he loved best, which was surfing the Net."
"This has gotten a little too Stephen King for me."
"Oh, no," Mr. Beaumont said, happily. "She’s a psychic."
"Really, if you ask me, that was the weirdest thing of all."
"Nombre de Dios. I am not jealous of that—"
"Susannah, this one—you need to ask the priest for help."
I don’t think so," Father Dom said. "I think he’s a vampire.
"I don’t have all day. What did you call me for?"
"My God. My God, finally…someone knows. Someone finally knows."
I’m not a baby," I assured her. "I’m a mediator.
You hardly know him," Jesse said. "And you were letting him—
"Well," Jesse said. In the moonlight, I could see that his expression was one of stubborn determination.
Well," I said. "Keep it to yourself, then.
Yeah," I babbled on. "I didn’t even know he was your dad.
"You need a ride? No sweat. I’ll take you."
"Let me just throw something on first. Wait here for me?"
"It’s just poison oak. I know it’s gross."
"I mean, let’s face it: I’d had a trying day."
"Oh, and his uncle Marcus? Yeah, possible serial killer. Almost forgot that part."
"It’s an honor I could definitely have lived without."
"I think he decided to travel for a while."
"He’s not coming back, Susannah, because the souls of the people he killed won’t let him."
I suppose," he said, "that I can spare you five minutes.