Quotes About Caspian

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C.S. Lewis
“Do you mean to say," asked Caspian, "that you three come from a round world (round like a ball) and you've never told me! It's really too bad for you. Because we have fairy-tales in which there are round worlds and I have always loved them … Have you ever been to the parts where people walk about upside-down?"
Edmund shook his head. "And it isn't like that," he added. "There's nothing particularly exciting about a round world when you're there.”
C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader

Jessica Verday
“Anyway." I cleared my throat loudly. "Thank you again for the beautiful necklace. It's perfect, and I love it. Where did you find it? I've never seen anything like it before."

It was his turn to look embarrassed and he ducked his head. "That's because I made it." He peeked up at me, and my heart melted. Am I dreaming? This has to be a dream.

"You made it?" Something wet hit my cheek and I brushed it away, impatiently waiting for his answer.

"Yeah," he said shyly. "I did.”
Jessica Verday, The Hollow

C.S. Lewis
“But all night, Aslan and the Moon gazed upon each other with joyful and unblinking eyes.”
C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian

Jessica Verday
“Do you know what the name Astrid means?" He switched gears again and I was helpless to follow.
"No."
It means 'star'. That's what I think of you as, Abbey. One day I looked up, and there you were. A fiery spot of light surrounded by darkness. You make me feel like anything is possible.”
Jessica Verday, The Hollow

“I'm swimming," Caspian announced. "Sort of. Do you think that will interfere with my mermaid search? If I fall into the ocean and I'm not drowning, do you think she'll bother to save me?"

"I think your mermaid probably has a life," Wills said..."You can't count on her to be waiting around for you every day. So drowning on purpose makes you an idiot.”
Sarah Cross, Kill Me Softly

Jessica Verday
“I don't say this to hurt you, love." The endearment slipped out without me even thinking about it.

(...)

"Say it again," he said. "Call me your love.”
Jessica Verday, The Haunted

Jessica Verday
“He leaned closer. “That’s what I’m trying to do. Your face is absolutely adorable when you blush.”

My ears burned. Oh great, am I the color of a tomato now?

“Yeah, well, I can make you blush,” I retorted. “By telling you how hot you are, and that when that little piece of black hair falls into your eyes, it’s so sexy it makes me forget my words, and...” I stopped, suddenly aware of how warm the mausoleum was.

“Go on,” Caspian prodded, shaking his head so that his hair covered one green eye. I blushed again, and glanced around me, slowly backing away from him. I just needed some... space to clear my head. He followed me, stalking my every move. My blood felt like pure oxygen racing through my veins, fizzy and bubbling and making me want to float away. A hard wall at my back stopped me, but Caspian kept coming. I thought desperately of some way to change the subject.

“I got you Moby-Dick,” I blurted out. He gave me a sly smile.
“Mmmm, did you? How... interesting.”
“And Treasure Island, and The Count of Monte Cristo.” I babbled on. “I thought you might like some boy books.” He stopped an inch away from me. I felt like I was his prisoner.

“Let’s go back to the sexy and hot thing,” Caspian said. “Could we add a gorgeous or mysterious in there, too?”
I gulped. “Like you don’t already know you’re all of those things. You probably had girls falling all over you before.”

Caspian cocked his head to one side. “True. But I always thought it was because I was the quiet new guy. And besides, there’s only one person I was ever really interested in.”

“Was?” I squeaked. Then I cleared my throat and tried again. “I mean—”
“Am,” Caspian corrected himself. “Technically, I guess it’s both. I was interested the first day I saw her, and I still am interested in her.”

His eyes glowed in the soft candlelight around us, and every last ounce of coherent thought left me.

“It’s... um... really. It’s...” My head felt like it was thickening and my body was overheating, every word dragged from somewhere in the depths of my fuzzy brain.
I waved a hand in front of my face to fan myself, and finally spit out what I was trying to say. “It’s hot in here. Don’t you think? It’s really warm.”

“I only feel warmth when I’m standing next to you,” Caspian said. He stepped half an inch closer. “Like right now.”
Jessica Verday, The Haunted

Jessica Verday
“I got a head start and ws already hanging upside down when he caught up. All the blood was rushing to my head, making me feel dizzy. "I can't stay like this much longer," I told him."Head rush."
He leaned down and stuck his face next to mine, gifting me with a beautiful smile."I know the feeling," he said. "You give me a head rush all the time.”
Jessica Verday, The Haunted

Jessica Verday
“Funyuns make you fart," Caspian said, and I exploded in laughter.
"What's so funny?" Ben asked.
I tried to stop laughing, but Caspian was leaning forward now, his face stck right in between us. "Funyuns give you bad breath, too. Not very attractive to the ladies." He paused. "ON second thought... enjoy your Funyuns, Ben!"
I had to bite the side of my cheek to keep from giggling. The fact that Ben had no clue what was going on made it even harder to stop.”
Jessica Verday, The Haunted

Jessica Verday
“I guess I'm the perfect match, then, for a girl who likes to visit a cemetery." He drew out every syllable so that it sounded like a love song.

I closed my eyes, savoring those words. "A perfect match," I murmured. "My other half.”
Jessica Verday, The Haunted

Jessica Verday
“He didn't answer me, but held my gaze intently as he stood and slowly started to reach for the bottom of his sweater. He turned around and lifted it up over his shoulders, and I forgot how to breath. The sweater slid off of him in one long smooth motion and messed up his hair, leaving it tousled and sexy-looking. An interlooking chain of small black circles and triangles was etched onto each shoulder blde, ending halfway down his back... He turned back around to face me, and his green eyes stared right through me... I gulped again and tried very hard not to drool”
Jessica Verday, The Hollow

Jessica Verday
“Careful, Abbey," Caspian warned. "Don't get too close."
"He killed her, Caspian! He was the reason she was at the bridge that night."
"I know but--"
Vincent suddenly turned to face Caspian. "Could you just shut up? All this back and forht is really confusing. I'll get to you in a minute."
Caspian's jaw dropped.
So did mine.
"You can see him?" I asked. "Who are you?"
"Not who," Vincent said, a tone of sheer entitlement in his voice. "What.
Jessica Verday, The Haunted

Jessica Verday
“Bye Caspian!' I called out. He stopped, and threw me a big grin over his shoulder. I grinned back like the Cheshire cat. What was it about him that made me feel so ridiculously happy?”
Jessica Verday, The Hollow

C.S. Lewis
“Edmund, give a special goodbye to Trumpkin for me. He's been a brick.”
C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian

Jessica Verday
“Since you can't touch me, you made something that could, didn't you?" I said.
"Yes."
My world slowed and I closed my eyes. "I am going yo give you my heart noe," I whispered. "Please don't break it again.”
Jessica Verday, The Haunted

Jessica Verday
“And if sometimes, late at night in bed, I questioned whether or not I truly was insane, I told myself that it didn't matter. I was too happy to care.”
Jessica Verday, The Haunted

Jessica Verday
“Caspian looked angry. “Did you ever think that things might have changed? We don’t live and die by the sword anymore. I may not have a lifetime of darkness to atone for. Maybe I just need her to be the star in my night sky. To hold back the darkness and to let me see the light.” He looked at me then, and my throat went dry. “Or maybe it really is as simple as something in her fills the hollow in me. The black void disappears when we are together.”
Jessica Verday, The Haunted

C.S. Lewis
“I say, Peter," whispered Edmund. "Look at those carvings on the walls. Don't they look old? And yet we're older than that. When we were last here, they hadn't been made."
"Yes," said Peter. "That makes one think.”
C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian

C.S. Lewis
“I say," said Edmund as they walked away, "I suppose it 'is' all right. I mean, I suppose you can beat him?"
"That's what I'm fighting him to find out," said Peter.”
C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian

C.S. Lewis
“It is high time we turned to Grammar now," said Doctor Cornelius, in a loud voice. "Will your Royal Highness be pleased to open Pulverulentus Siccus at the fourth page of his 'Grammatical Garden or the Arbour of Accidence pleasantlie open'd to Tender Wits?”
C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian

“Ruby had her tickets to Turkmenbashi, though it was more of a letter of intent than anything that resembled a ticket. The owners and captain of the Night Princess agreed to transport Ruby’s cargo from Baku to Turkmenbashi on the soonest available sailing to that port. No mention of price was included, or the fact that six passengers were going with the cargo. It appeared that passengers weren’t a huge interest to the ferry owners and they’d be travelling at their own risk.
“It’s translated into Portuguese on the back.” Sarah had pointed out.
They had no idea why, the Portuguese version on the back would have to remain another mystery about Ferry travel on the Caspian Sea. Jalil had become a regular visitor, though Ruby suspected he appreciated the restaurant meals more than the company of her and her oddball friends. It was Jalil who’d suggested that Ruby visited the ship they’d be travelling on.
“Introduce yourself to the captain; get a feel for the vessel. He’ll be there on Wednesday afternoon.” Jalil had suggested.
Ruby had taken Spider and Sarah and they’d driven there in the Audi that Sarah loved. The ferry terminal was less a terminal and more a series of old and untidy docks with no signposting of any kind. Ruby had Kallina’s memories, but she still had Spider drive down two wrong roads, before finding where the Night Princess was tied up. Spider parked as close to the nearest walkway onto the ship that he could see.
“It’s a bit squalid, are you sure this is our ship ?” Asked Sarah.
“I’m afraid it is.” Answered Ruby.”
Edward Cowling

“He was in the air again, swinging about and then dropping. This time he landed on his good arm, but the jolt winded him.
“Oh my dear Max ! After the punishment I’ll take you home with me. There we’ll discuss your wrong doings and agree on a process of redemption for you.”
This time she didn’t lift him. Max felt pressure on his chest and he was hurtled over the sands, landing like a rag doll. He coughed uncontrollably, noticing spots of blood colouring the sand where he coughed. Baba Yaga was next to him, looking down at him, her expression still looking benign.
“You’re killing me !”
“Oh no Max, I won’t let you die. It may take years, but you will repent and you will be redeemed.”
She was actually smiling at him now.
“Your salvation will be my project Max.”
She petted her cat.
“Isn’t that right Constanze ? We have all the time in the world to teach him the error of his ways.”
Behind them the desert seemed to explode, the sky filling with flames. It looked to be some distance away and Baba Yaga didn’t even look in that direction. Max thought he might be imagining it, but then there were more explosion. He used his good arm to cover his eyes as the shock wave covered them both in sand. Max lost any curiosity about the event, as Baba Yaga lifted him by his ankle again.”
Edward Cowling

“They settled themselves in the office at the back of the building and Max relaxed after taking a couple of sips of the excellent yellow liquid with ice in it.
“The Caspian is a dangerous place Max, everyone has a claim over it and all claims are disputed. Go too far north and the Russians will attack you, too far south and there are the Iranian patrol boats. The corridor in the middle is usually safe, but it’s a good two hundred kilometres across and that’s too far to risk travelling in a small boat. Then there are the pirates.”
“I know Karim, I’ve seen the reports. I know Taxi drivers have been killed for getting too close to the border, I know it’s a dangerous place. But there is always a way.”
His host brought more ice from a battered old fridge and topped up their glasses.
“There is a way Max, but it won’t be cheap.”
Edward Cowling

“You need to control yourself Vella. You know what Adamaz will do if he thinks you’ve been touched by chaos.”

She knew well enough, everyone in the City knew that insanity was a sign of a person being touched by chaos. There was never any mercy, the insane were banished from the City and killed if they attempted to return. Caspian had always considered the practise as barbaric, a way for people to rid themselves of relatives who’d become a burden. Now though he wondered, perhaps sometimes people really were victims of some kind of possession.

“Don’t worry Vella, I’ll research Gorshan and if there is any way it can be done. We will turn Inanna back to being a creature of flesh again.”
Edward Cowling

“He looked out at the City shrouded by a faint morning mist and realised he was happy, because best of all he had Vella in his bed every night. Caspian turned to look at her and all of her except her left calf and foot was hidden under the blankets. He realised he loved that calf and foot with all the fervour that he gave to loving her breasts and her wonderful genitals, that linked with his to give so much pleasure. Sara had given him a bit of wise advice on not falling too hard for his first serious lover, but he wasn’t stupid. For a start he realised that his position, money and the comforts of the Dome probably had an effect on Vella’s feelings for him. He did love her of course! He wanted her with him constantly, ached when she wasn’t there, would give his life to protect her. But with a wisdom sadly granted to very few he knew the feelings were a part of now. He loved her now, couldn’t live without her now. Caspian knew that he wouldn’t always feel the way he currently did about the wonderful creature he shared his bed with and that one day he’d feel the same way about other lovers.”
Edward Cowling

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