Claudia

“They were deep into the forest, climbing over mossy rocks and logs, far from anything familiar and so very different from the city she'd been living in, yet it felt as familiar as a childhood dream.
She tried to keep track of their path: left beside the tree with a triple trunk, straight by a boulder made of pink quartz, across a stream that trickled over mossy stones, but after a while she fell into a kind of meditation.
Everything felt soft and alive, and she felt as if she were welcomed within.”
― Sarah Beth Durst, The Spellshop

“I have walked in Death to the very precipice of the Ninth Gate," Abhorsen said quietly. "I know the secrets and horrors of the Nine Precincts. I do not know what lies beyond, but everything that lives must go there, in the proper time. That is the rule that governs our work as the Abhorsen, but it also governs us. You are the fifty-third Abhorsen, Sabriel. I have not taught you as well as I should—let this be my final lesson. Everyone and everything has a time to die.”
― Garth Nix, Sabriel

“We’re not murdering anyone. That’s not what librarians do. Bit of shelving, bit of researching, bit of underhanded violence? No.”
― Sarah Beth Durst, The Spellshop

“Five Great Charters knit the land
Together linked, hand in hand
One in the people who wear the crown
Two in the folk who keep the Dead down
Three and Five became stone and mortar
Four sees all in frozen water.”
― Garth Nix, Sabriel