The Dire King (Jackaby, #4)

by William Ritter

“A city is just people,” Charlie said. “A hundred years from now, even if the roads and buildings are still here, this will still be a whole new city. New Fiddleham is dying, every day, but it is also being constantly reborn. Every day, there is new hope. Every day, the sun rises. Every day, there are doors opening.”

“Hoping is a thing that other people do while people like you are rolling up your shirtsleeves and getting to work.

we do not survive because we’re strong—we become stronger the more we survive.

“I have never found a book that did not have at least a little magic in it,” said Jackaby. “They can’t help it. They’re made out of words and sometimes even pictures.”