Keeper of the Lost Cities Quotes

“I would rather be punished for making the right decision than live with the guilt of making the wrong one for the rest of my life.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“Am I supposed to help Frodo destroy the ring and save Middle Earth? Or do I have to make toys in the North Pole?”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“There’s no reason to worry.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“That’s impossible [...] You need infinite energy for light travel. Haven’t you heard of the theory of relativity?”

She thought she had him stumped with that one, but he just laughed again. “That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“Fitz pulled her forward, and the warm tingling in her hand shot through her body--like a million feathers swelling underneath her skin, tickling her from the inside out.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“This is…magic?”

Fitz laughed – a full body laugh, like it was the funniest thing he’d ever heard [...] “No,” he said when he’d regained control. “Magic is a stupid idea humans came up with to try to explain things they couldn’t understand.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“Across the river, a row of crystal castles glittered in the sunlight in a way that would make Walt Disney want to throw rocks at his “Magic Kingdom.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“I have a feeling you can do whatever you put your mind to. Now go prove me right. You know, so I can brag about it.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“Okay,” she agreed. If he refused to be serious, then so would she. “Fine, Im an elf. Am I suppose to help Frodo destroy the ring and save Middle-Earth? Or do I have to make toys in the North Pole?”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“Sophie froze.
“My name’s Fitz,” he added, stepping closer still.
Fitz? What kind of name was Fitz?”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“I'd rather be punished for making the right decision than live with the guilt of making the wrong one the rest of my life.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“Fitz? What kind of name was Fitz?”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“He grabbed her arms to steady her. "It's ok, Sophie. I'm here to help you. We've been looking for you for twelve years.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“The drug lulled her toward a dreamless oblivion, but she fought back—clinging to the one memory that could shine a tiny spot of light in the thick, inky haze. A pair of beautiful aquamarine eyes.
Fitz’s eyes. Her first friend in her new life. Her first friend ever.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“You’re wrong. I’m just irritated.” “Nah. You’re flattered.” He scooted away before she could shove him. They walked in silence for a minute before Sophie’s eyes dropped to her feet. “Could you really feel that I was irritated or were you guessing?” “You look worried—you wouldn’t have something to hide, would you? A secret crush, maybe?” “Never mind. Forget I asked.” He cracked up. “It’s almost too easy to annoy you, you know that?” She sighed.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“He turned away and his hands grabbed something. A tiny purple Albertosaurus, and the note she’d given him with it. If she could’ve felt her chest, her heart would’ve skipped a beat.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“For the Mysterious Miss F— If you don’t relax, this candy will always taste bitter—so snap out of it! And try to stay out of detention! —K”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“She wasn’t sure who cheered louder, Grady and Edaline—or Dex.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“It’s been her secret-her burden-since she fell and hit her head when she was five years old. She’d tried blocking the noise. Tried ignoring it. Nothing helped. And she could never tell anyone. They wouldn’t understand.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“Sophie Foster was going home.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“Humans do the best they can—but their minds can’t begin to comprehend the complexities of reality.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“Mallowmelt turned out to be a gooey cake that tasted like fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies soaked in ice cream and covered in frosting and butterscotch”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“Scattered, disconnected pieces of thoughts broadcast straight into Sophie’s brain- like being in a room with hundreds of TV’s blaring different shows at the same time. They sliced into her consciousness, leaving sharp pains in their wake.

She was a freak.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“THAT NIGHT SOPHIE DREAMED THE Keebler elves were holding her hostage until she perfected all their cookie recipes. Then she told them she liked Oreos better, and they tried to drown her in a giant vat of fudge. She woke in a cold sweat and decided sleep was overrated.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“She pulled her shoulder-length blond hair around her face, wishing she could hide behind it. This is exactly the kind of attention she went out of her way to avoid. Why she wore dull colors and lurked in the back, blocked by the other kids who were at least a foot taller than her. It was the only way to survive as a twelve year old in high school.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“She’d spent forever trying to find him something personal, settling on a miniature Albertosaurus covered in deep violet feathers. She knew it was silly, but it reminded her of the day they met, and in the card she thanked him for showing her what dinosaurs really looked like.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“Sophie tugged out a loose eyelash-a nervous habit-and started at her feet.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“She stood at the edge of a glassy river lined with impossibly tall trees, fanning out their wide emerald leaves among the puffy white clouds. Across the river, a row of crystal castles glittered in the sunlight in a way that would make Walt Disney want to throw rocks at his “Magic Kingdom.” To her right, a golden path led into a sprawling city, where the elaborate domed buildings seemed to be built from brick-size jewels—each structure a different color. Snowcapped mountains surrounded the lush valley, and the crisp, cool air smelled like cinnamon and chocolate and sunshine.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“everblaze: the unstoppable flame”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

“I’m Keefe.”
― Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities