Aru Shah and the End of Time (Pandava Quartet, #1)

by Roshani Chokshi

“May all the doors you face in life swing open and never smack you in the butt as they close!”

Maybe superheroes just tied their blankies around their necks so they’d have a little bit of comfort wherever they went.

“Why?” asked Aru, shocked. “Because he was a murderer?” “Worse,” said Boo. “He’s a …” His voice dropped. “A writer.” He shook his head in disgust.

writers were quite strange.

The world has many faces, children. It’s only showing you one at a time.

“The You-Know-Who?” she whispered. “He’s not Voldemort!” “Well, I don’t know what else to call him!”

villains could be heroic, and heroes could do evil.

Everyone has a bit of good and bad in them.

“Hotness doesn’t belong to any one gender.”

A particularly good book had a way of opening new spaces in one’s mind.

Imagination was neither good nor bad. It was a little bit of both. Just like her.

People are a lot like magical pockets. They’re far bigger on the inside than they appear to be on the outside.

Aru considered herself extremely lucky if she remembered to brush her teeth at night, much less floss.

We’re all quite wibbly-wobbly.

DOCTOR WHO REFERENCE. Yes please!!