The Isle of the Lost Quotes

“It's not fair. It's not our fault. We have no say in our own lives. We're living a fairy tale someone else wrote.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“It was the truth, and like any truth, it was powerful.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“Who wanted to make lemonade from lemons, when you could make perfectly good lemon grenades?”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“But these aren’t just stories,” she’d said. “They’re whole kingdoms. They’re worlds. They’re perspectives and opinions you can’t offer, from lives you haven’t lived. They’re more valuable than any gold coin, and more important than any state luncheon. I should hope you, as king, would know that!”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“We've been wicked for such a very long time, you know. It does get tiresome after a while.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“Forever as it turns out, is a very long time.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“By lunchtime, the rest of the school was still talking about last night’s epic howler at Hell Hall, but Mal had no interest. The party was the past; she’d moved on. She had bigger things to worry about now. All she could think about was how her mother wanted the Dragon’s Eye back. And how Maleficent wouldn’t see her as anything other than her father’s daughter—in other words, a pathetic, soft human—until Mal could prove her wrong. Mal kept reliving last night’s conversation over and over, so that she missed her first few classes and sleepwalked through the rest. She arrived for her one-on-one after-school seminar with Lady”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“Villains don't have friends, and neither do their children. Not when you get right down to it.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“It was the truth, and like any truth, it was powerful”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“And just like magic, the Isle of the Lost began to form before their eyes, including the hidden and forbidden zones. The Forbidden Fortress appeared, a menacing-looking castle of spiky walls and twisty towers, located on the edge of the island. Right in the middle of Nowhere.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“put it bluntly, Prince Ben, this blows,” said Genie, who”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“Let’s go. I have a party to throw.” And someone to throw it at.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“And he was right. Because Carlos De Vil’s brain, by way of comparison, was almost as big as Cruella De Vil’s fur-coat closet. That’s what Carlos tried to tell himself, anyway, especially when people were making him run the tombs. His first class today was Weird Science, one he always looked forward to. It was where he’d originally gotten the idea to put his machine together, from the lesson on radio waves. Carlos was not the only top student in the class—he was tied, in fact, with the closest thing he had to a rival in the whole school: the scrawny, bespectacled Reza. Reza was the son of the former Royal Astronomer of Agrabah, who had consulted with Jafar to make sure the stars aligned on more than one nefarious occasion, which was how his family had found their way to the Isle of the Lost with everyone else. Weird Science was the class where Carlos always worked the hardest. The presence of Reza, who was every bit as competitive in science lab as he was, only made Carlos work that much harder. And as annoying as everyone found Reza to be—he always had to use the very biggest words for everything, whether they were used correctly and whether he was inserting a few extra syllables where they might or might not belong—he was still smart. Very smart. Which meant Carlos enjoyed besting him. Just the other week they had been working on a special elixir, and Reza had been annoyed that Carlos had figured out the secret ingredient first. Yeah, Reza was almost as smart as he was irritating. Even now he was raising his hand, waving it wildly back and forth. Their professor, the powerful sorcerer Yen Sid,”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“Prove that you are my daughter, prove that you are mine. Prove to me that you are the blood of the dragon. Prove you are worthy of that mark on your skin.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“What Mal wanted, more than anything, was to be just like her mother.
Exactly like her.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“It was hopeless. Their journey was ended before it had truly begun.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“Once upon a time, during a time after all the happily-ever-afters, and perhaps even after the ever-afters after that, all the evil villains of the world were banished from the United Kingdom of Auradon and imprisoned on the Isle of the Lost. There, underneath a protective dome that kept all manner of enchantment out of their clutches, the terrible, the treacherous, the truly awful, and the severely sinister were cursed to live without the power of magic. King Beast declared the villains exiled forever.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“It’s a birthday party,” sniffed Mal. “And I wasn’t invited.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“Who wanted to make lemonade from lemons, when you could make perfectly good lemonade grenades?”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“It was always gloomy in Mal’s room, just as it was always gray and overcast on the island.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“We're all trapped. I'm as trapped as they are.
The more Ben thought about it, the more he knew it was true. He hadn't chosen to be born a prince and become a king, just as they hadn't chosen who their parents were. They were prisoners for a crime they themselves had not committed.
That was the greater crime, wasn't it?
It's not fair. It's not our fault. We have no say in our own lives. We're living in a fairy tale someone else wrote.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“She'd never really liked companionship before, but then again, Maleficent had always insisted that they lived apart from the pack - superior, alone and bent on revenge.
Lonely, Mal thought. I was lonely. And so were they.
Evie, with her beauty-obsessed mother; Carlos, with his screeching harpy of a parent; Jay, the happy-go-lucky thief with a quick wit and dashing smile, who could steal anything in the world except his father's heart.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“Me, crazy?” Mal raised her voice even higher. “How could I not be? I go to school in a graveyard and eat expired scones for breakfast. My own mother sends me to forbidden places like this, because of some old bird and a lost stick,” she scoffed. “There’s nothing you can throw at me that’s worse than what I’ve already got going.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“Crap. I thought that picture was you.' He pointed.
'That's not me. That's my mother,' Mal said with a sigh.
'Woah, you really do look like her, you know,' Jay said.
'You two could be twins,' Evie agreed.
'That, my friends, is called genetics,' Carlos said with a smile.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“Are you crazy?" Jay shook his head, sliding behind her.
"Mal, seriously. You don't have to do this," Carlos whispered, ducking behind Jay.
"Definitely crazy," Evie said, from behind Carlos.
"Me, crazy?" Mal raised her voice even higher. "How could I not be? I go to school in a graveyard and eat expired scones for breakfast. My own mother sends me to forbidden places like this, because of some old bird and a lost stick," she scoffed. "There's nothing you can throw at me that's worse that what I've already got going.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“Just be yourself - it's more than enough.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“Be there, or Mal will find you,” he said to his squat little lab partner, Le Fou Deux, as they both dissected a frog that would never turn into a prince in Unnatural Biology class. “Be there, or Mal will find you and ban you from the city streets,” he whispered to the Gastons as they took turns stuffing each other in doomball nets in PE.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“Carlos never shied from a mission, and if Mal wanted a howler, there was no alternative but to provide one. There was nothing he could do about it, AP Evil Penchant or not. He knew his place on the totem pole. First things first: a party couldn’t be a party without guests. Which meant people. Lots of people. Bodies. Dancing. Talking. Drinking. Eating.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“brusquely”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost

“again.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Isle of the Lost