Wildwood Quotes

“We are the inheritors of a wonderful world, a beautiful world, full of life and mystery, goodness and pain. But likewise are we the children of an indifferent universe. We break our own hearts imposing our moral order on what is, by nature, a wide web of chaos.”
― Colin Meloy, Wildwood

“As she walked, she breathed a quick benediction to the patron saint of sleuthing. "Nancy Drew," she whispered, "be with me now.”
― Colin Meloy, Wildwood

“My dear Prue, we are the inheritors of a wonderful world, a beautiful world, full of life and mystery, goodness and pain. But likewise are we children of an indifferent universe. We break our own hearts imposing our moral order on what is, by nature, a wide web of chaos. It is a hopeless task.”
― Colin Meloy, Wildwood

“There's as much benefit to wishing the world away as there is in demanding a bud to bloom," responded Iphigenia as she patted Prue's hand gently. "It's better to live presently. By living thus, perhaps we can learn to understand the nature of this fragile coexistence we share with the world around us.”
― Colin Meloy, Wildwood

“Meditation. That's the key. Supposedly. Calming your mind ind total silence. Understanding your connection to the natural world and all that. You do that, and you can hear it. All the talking.”
― Colin Meloy, Wildwood

“Wildwood,”
― Colin Meloy, Wildwood

“Septimus, if the ivy needs to consume a human child to become all-powerful, it’s safe to assume it’s the invasive stuff.”
― Colin Meloy, Wildwood

“single car waited helplessly at a dormant traffic light;”
― Colin Meloy, Wildwood

“My dear Prue, we are the inheritors of a wonderful world, a beautiful world, full of life and mystery, goodness and pain. But likewise are we the children of an indifferent universe. We break our own hearts imposing our moral order on what is, by nature, a wide web of chaos. It is a hopeless task.”
― Colin Meloy, Wildwood

“Prue felt like someone had bored a hole in her stomach the size of a basketball”
― Colin Meloy, Wildwood

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― Colin Meloy, Wildwood

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― Colin Meloy, Wildwood

“She quickly exited the room, hearing the echoes of the mastiff’s angered barks fade behind her down the hallway. As she walked, she breathed a quick benediction to the patron saint of sleuthing. “Nancy Drew,” she whispered, “be with me now.” At”
― Colin Meloy, Wildwood