The Glass Magician Quotes

“You’re a candle that won’t be snuffed, and now the darkest parts of this world can see you. And they don’t tolerate the light.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“If you’re going to get yourself killed, you could at least kiss me first!”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“One can never be too irrational.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“Threats on your well-being are poor excuses for missing homework!”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“How many does she own?” “Four.” “I think that’s two cats too many for anyone,” Ceony said.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“I suppose after you see so much, the extraordinary starts to become more ordinary.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“But a man doesn’t have to have dark magic to do dark things.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“She had learned how to make the bandages during the second month of her apprenticeship after accidentally walking in on Emery in the privy while he was trimming his hair over the sink. Her embarrassment at seeing the privy occupied, as well as seeing Emery shirtless, had startled her so greatly that she hadn’t taken the time to remove her fingers from the doorframe before slamming the door closed, all while shouting a profuse apology. She had nearly broken her right middle finger in the process, and Emery had crafted one of these bandages to hasten its healing.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“«Lei non capisce com’è lì dentro. Lei non può capire cos’è accaduto! Conosco il suo cuore meglio del mio adesso, non capisce?»
Mg Aviosky non rispose.
«Sento di conoscerlo da tutta la vita» proseguì Ceony, adesso più calma. «Come se lui fosse destinato da sempre a farne parte. E la Piegatura... Io amo la Piegatura perché è stato lui a insegnarmela, perché è stato lui a mostrarmi la bellezza nelle piccole cose. La bellezza che ho dentro di me.»
«Miss Twill...»
«Io lo amo» continuò Ceony, e gli occhi di Mg Aviosky diventarono grandi quasi come una pallina da polo. «Ed è come se lo avessi sempre amato. Come se quel fragile cuore di carta che gli ho dato fosse il mio...»”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“He finally had something worth going home to.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“Then she shouted, “If you’re going to get yourself killed, you could at least kiss me first!”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“Do you have any idea what it does to me when you put yourself in danger? And so willingly, no less!”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“Still, it could only be to her benefit if he thought her naïve. Naïveté seemed the strongest card Ceony had to play, and she knew how to cheat at cards.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“Delilah cancelled the spell, snapped the mirror shut, and held it out to her. “A late birthday gift for you. Sorry I didn’t wrap it, but I thought the trick would be fun.”
Ceony’s lips parted as she looked at the mirror. “Oh, Delilah, it’s so pretty. You didn’t have to—”
“Take it, take it,” she laughed, shaking the compact at her.
Ceony took it with a smile and traced the Celtic ornament with her fingers as she slipped it into her purse. “Thank you.”
“My birthday is in December,” Delilah said matter-of-factly. “Don’t forget.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“Emery’s eyes sparkled with amusement. Had she done something funny?
“I’ve determined that I will teach you to cheat at cards for the day’s first lesson,” Emery announced.
Ceony dropped her scissors. “I knew you were cheating!”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“All I knew to look for was a redheaded girl with strange magic. And you turned out to be Emery Thane’s apprentice, of all people. How is the bugger? Still kicking, I hear.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“Sometimes, darling, you don’t have to say it out loud.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“She stared up into the beauty of his green eyes, and for a moment she saw everything there, all the pieces of his heart that she remembered so vividly, all the smiles and unspoken words she had earned since meeting him three months earlier.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“He wore normal clothes, but his dark skin contrasted with the rest of the bystanders.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“Emery slept little, thanks to a friendly version of insomnia that often let him choose when he did and did not suffer from it.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“I do care about you.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“A man who stood outside society and fished into it with a jagged spear.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“the Dartford Paper Mill really did smell awful—something like overcooked broccoli with a touch of morning breath.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“the tall buildings and clustered streets of the city had her trapped like a mouse in a maze, without even the possible reward of cheese.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“I’m all right,” Ceony said, though she felt less than confident in her answer. She felt tired, frightened, worried, relieved, anxious—did “all right” fit with any of those?”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“Water poured into the buggy, climbing like thousands of chilled spiders up her calves, knees, thighs”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“Balling her hand into a fist, Ceony twisted in her bed and looked out the window behind her, out into the yard of the hospital and the street beyond, where the buggies were parked bumper to bumper, and the first orange leaf of fall flew on the air, caught up by a summer wind. Ceony knew it then. Starting today, she could be anything she wanted to be.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“It’s unfortunate that time is not a material,”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“She found Emery and Mg. Aviosky talking to two disgruntled police officers. Or rather, Mg. Aviosky stood by silently while Emery yelled at them. “Then take me!” Emery shouted, a vein on the side of his forehead looking especially rigid. The skin around his eyes was flushed, and he waved his hands in the air like cleavers. “Don’t you understand? She might be in there! They all might be in there. We have to go!” “Sir,” said the taller officer, “as I’ve already explained, we can only—” “Emery!” Ceony shouted as she pushed past the last of the crowd. Emery whirled around at his name. “It’s okay, we got out before—” The rest of her words were cut off when Emery threw his arms around her and embraced her, sending her top hat—and her stomach—tumbling to the ground.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician

“Other early risers sparsely dusted the street outside.”
― Charlie N. Holmberg, The Glass Magician