Kelsey Ketch > Kelsey's Quotes

“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

“There is more treasure in books than in all the pirates' loot on Treasure Island and best of all, you can enjoy these riches every day of your life.”
― Walt Disney

“What happened down in the dungeons between you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret, so, naturally the whole school knows.”
― J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.”
― Benjamin Franklin

“Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.”
― Albert Einstein

“The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.”
― Franklin D. Roosevelt, Franklin Delano Roosevelt's First Inaugural Address

“Now and then we had a hope that if we lived and were good, God would permit us to be pirates.”
― Mark Twain, Life on the Mississippi

“I wish it need not have happened in my time," said Frodo.
"So do I," said Gandalf, "and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

“Fear not death for the sooner we die, the longer we shall be immortal.”
― Benjamin Franklin

“Writers fish for the right words like fishermen fish for, um, whatever those aquatic creatures with fins and gills are called. 
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― Jarod Kintz, This is the best book I've ever written, and it still sucks

“The only reason for being a professional writer is that you can't help it.”
― Leo Rosten

“Because I was there that day, and so were you.”
― Faith Sullivan, Unexpected

“You're it for me, Katie. You're my world now.”
― Faith Sullivan, Heartbeat

“I promise to keep my hands to myself. I'm too exhausted to make a move on you.”
― Faith Sullivan, Come What May

“I believe there are two kinds of people in this world. The ones who do everything right, expecting the perfect outcome every time, and those who know better.”
― Faith Sullivan, Take Me Now

“What is it about guys named Adam?”
― Faith Sullivan, Come What May

“You can't keep resisting my irresistibleness, Natara Stone. You'll give in eventually, and I won't quit until you do.”
― Kelsey Ketch, Daughter of Isis

“Touch is a magical thing, Natti,” he explained. “It can comfort.” He raised one hand and stroked her cheek, soft and gentle. “It can entice.” His thumb moved along her jaw and applied pressure as it traveled down her neck, causing her to shiver with delight. “And it can hurt. Whatever the intensions, it brings two people together. It makes a certain . . . connection.”
― Kelsey Ketch, Daughter of Isis

“I’ve decided she’s worthy of something more special, something worthy of my powers.”
― Kelsey Ketch, Daughter of Isis

“Good and evil has no passport; it speaks in different tongues, wears many skins, and exists everywhere, even in the same person”
― A.H. Amin, Psychs

“Seth let out a heavy sigh and ran his fingers through his hair. She had a point. Constant stops would put them at greater risk, especially when it came to Natti being seen. And obviously, it wasn’t likely she’d stay in the car, even if he did ask. Maybe if he tied her up in the backseat?”
― Kelsey Ketch, Son of Set

“Her body jerked when his arm draped over her. “You have no idea how often I’ve dreamed of this moment,” Seth whispered in a drowsy voice.”
― Kelsey Ketch, Son of Set

“Life has no remote....get up and change it yourself!”
― Mark A. Cooper, Operation Einstein

“The breeze carried my hair off my shoulder, a shiver ran down my spine, and goose bumps unraveled across my arms when I sensed a presence nearby. I turned to spy a man as pale as ash with a beard as white as snow watching me. Black veins stretched throughout his exposed flesh. His eyes nothing but two black pieces of coal.”
― Kelsey Ketch, Death Island

“• But these weren’t clouds. These were sails. Four beautiful white sails tied to the upper yardarms of a brigantine. I rushed to my window to get a better view of its golden honey stain and light blue trim. At the front, a figurehead of two wolves bounded toward the shore beside a half-naked, Greek huntress. Her bow by her side as she reached for an arrow from her quiver, further exposing her breast.”
― Kelsey Ketch, Death Island