Jonathan Stroud
Jonathan Stroud
Jonathan Anthony Stroudis a British writer of fantasy fiction, mainly for children and young adults...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth27 October 1970
CountryUnited States of America
Jonathan Stroud quotes about
good-luck hands novelists
And then, as if written by the hand of a bad novelist, an incredible thing happened.
the-end-of-the-day littles matter
According to some, heroic deaths are admirable things. I've never been convinced by this argument, mainly because, no matter how cool, stylish, composed, unflappable, manly, or defiant you are, at the end of the day you're also dead. Which is a little too permanent for my liking.
wings clothes pairs
Listen," I began, "this is an established,traditional form that-" "Traditional nothing.Where are your clothes?" "Clothes?" I said weakly. "I don't normally bother with them in this guise." "Well,you could put on a pair of shorts,at least.Your not decent." "I'm not sure they'd go with the wings..." The demon frowend,and blinked."Hold on,enough of this." "Lenderhosen would. They'd compliment the leather.
simplicity ignorant fool
If anyone else asked that question, O He Who Is Terrible and Great, I would have said they were an ignorant fool; in you it is a sign of the disarming simplicity which is the fount of all virtue.
water survivor analysis
In recent weeks it has come to my attention that many caravans have met with disaster; they have not gotten through." I grunted wisely. "Probably ran out of water. That's the thing about deserts. Dry." "Indeed. A fascinating analysis. But survivors reaching Hebron report differently: monsters fell upon them in the wastes." "What, fell upon them in a squashed-them kind of way?" "More the leaped-out-and-slew-them kind. (...)
smell departed leaving
So I departed, leaving behind a pungent smell of brimstone. Just something to remember me by.
waffles young meaningless
That's usuаllу hоw thеу start, thе young оnеs. Meaningless waffle.
personality conversation marvellous
What was it that drew you back? My marvellous personality, I suppose? Or my sparkling conversation?
mirrors long looks
Then again, Solomon was human. And that meant he was flawed (Go on, take a look at yourself in the mirror. A good long look, if you can bear it. See? Flawed's putting it mildly, isn't it?)
waiting pardon-me pardon
Pardon me, Highness, a women waits whithout." "Whithout what?
toes watches victim
Watch where you leave your victims! I stubbed my toe on that.
gathering drunkenness
What is a gathering without unseemly drunkenness?
mirrors samarkand magician
One magician demanded I show him an image of the love of his life. I rustled up a mirror.
illusion
Freedom is an illusion. It always comes at a price.