Robin Goodfellow Quotes

“Lord, what fools these mortals be!”
― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

“Care to join me, Goodfellow?”
“Oh, ice-boy. A moonlight stroll with you? Do you even have to ask?”
― Julie Kagawa, The Lost Prince

“Huh, another queen,” Puck mused, an evil grin crossing his face. “Maybe we should drop in and introduce ourselves, ice-boy. Do the whole, hey, we were just in the neighborhood, and we were just wondering if you had any plans to take over the Nevernever. Have a fruit basket.”
― Julie Kagawa, The Lost Prince

“Well, this should be easy, then.” Puck smirked. “We’ll just stroll in the front door, waltz up to Virus, grab the scepter, have some tea and save the world before breakfast. Silly me, thinking it would be hard.”
― Julie Kagawa, The Iron Daughter

“Oh, goodie," Puck said as I stepped forward. "I'm going to have a rash in the most uncomfortable places.”
― Julie Kagawa, The Iron Queen

“Everyone says the Summer Queen is stunning,
beautiful, absolutely captivating. Yeah, I guess she is,
but so is a volcanic eruption”
― Julie Kagawa, The Iron Legends

“Once upon a time, I had two close friends. Shocking, I know, given my natural charm, but there are those who just don't appreciate my brilliance.”
― Julie Kagawa

“Robin Goodfellow is a very old faerie. Not only that, he has ballads, poems, and stories written about him, so he is very near immortal, as long as humans remember them. Not to say he is immune to iron and technology-far from it. Puck is strong, but even he cannot resist the effects.”
― Julie Kagawa, The Iron King

“Oi, lovebirds!” Puck’s voice shattered the quiet, bouncing through the darkness.
Ash pulled back with a rueful look. “Get a room, would ya? We’ve got better things to
do than watch you suck face!”
― Julie Kagawa, The Iron Queen

“Those that Hobgoblin call you and sweet Puck,
You do their work, and they shall have good luck:
Are not you he?'

'Thou speak'st aright;
I am that merry wanderer of the night.”
― William Shakespeare

“As the last dish of confections was removed a weird pageant swept across the further end of the banqueting-room: Oberon and Titania with Robin Goodfellow and the rest, attired in silks and satins gorgeous of hue, and bedizened with such late flowers as were still with us. I leaned forward to commend, and saw that each face was brown and wizened and thin-haired: so that their motions and their wedding paean felt goblin and discomforting; nor could I smile till they departed by the further door.

("The Basilisk")”
― R. Murray Gilchrist, Terror by Gaslight: More Victorian Tales of Terror

“Puck: Lord, what fools these mortals be!”
― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream