The Island of Dr. Libris Quotes

“Some people refuse to accept the limits given to them by others.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Curses and foul language!”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Who knows, Walter? Maybe I can.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Billy’s dad. His mom shrugged. “Maybe, maybe not. Just relax, sweetheart. Lighten up. Go with the flow.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“So, where is he?” “In trouble,” said Hercules. “Why? What’d he do?” “He read a book,” said Tom Sawyer. “All about that beanstalk fellow, Jack.” “It was a good story,” said Hercules. “Action. Adventure. Glory.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Yuh-huh. They spooled it off the back of a big boat. My dad said it was for the bird sanctuary’s telecommunications and Internet system. I asked him if birds use landline phones and Web browsers. He told me that information was classified.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“This is all a dream and we’re both asleep right now.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“We are merry people,” added Hercules. “We rob from the rich and pour it on the floor.” “No,” said Robin. “We rob from the rich and give to the poor.” Hercules nodded. “Right. Got it. Sorry.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“D’Artagnan leapt out of his chair. One hand went to the hilt of his sword, the other to his hip. “You dare to insult moi?” “No,” said Billy. “Sorry.” “You must forgive D’Artagnan,” said Athos. “He takes every smile for an insult.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“The promise of “treasure” has proven quite effective in luring Billy G. back to the island.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Billy? Is this island like a sword-fighting camp?”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“bully blockade.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“But Pinocchio’s just a story,” said Billy. “It’s not real.” “That’s exactly what I told Dr. Libris! When I did, he shook his head and said I had ‘no imagination whatsoever.’ ” “That’s awful.” “Yeah. Dr. Libris can be kind of crabby. That’s why I never rowed out to his island except that one time. Didn’t want him going all grumpy on me.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Thanks,” said Walter. “My dad’s an engineer. He knows how to take wacky ideas and actually make them work.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“If so, did the law of “finders keepers, losers weepers” apply? Because if Billy could find the gold or jewels or winning Mega Millions Lotto cards—whatever treasure Dr. Libris had hidden on his island—he could buy himself a new iPhone. He could also pay for some of his father’s silly toys and maybe get his mom a bunch of those blueberry pies she said she liked so much.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Could a make-believe sheriff chop off Billy’s head with a make-believe sword?”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Diest?”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Okay. Cool. I’d love to be on your team.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“He be Hercules,” said Billy. “He just defeated a monster made out of rocks and mud.” Robin Hood looked impressed. “Did he indeed?”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Ah-ha-ha-ha!” Robin Hood threw back his head and laughed heartily. “No, it means Marian scared him off with her sword.” “And I wouldst do it again,” said Marian. “For the scoundrel was sent here by that vile villain the Sheriff of Nottingham.” “Aye,” said Robin, squinting at the shadowy trees. “Methinks there shalt be others eager to earn the price the sheriff hath placed upon my head.” “Well, maybe, I don’t know, you two should go hide in Sherwood Forest or something.” “Forsooth, I like thy notion. Come. Sherwood is over yonder.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“art Sir William of Goat?”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Too many peanut butter crackers,” said Billy. “Too many peanut butter crackers …”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“What can I do to defeat him, Billy of the goats that are gruff?”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Don’t just stand there, boy!” cried the muscleman. “Help me!” “Um, hi,” said Billy through the bars of the gate. “You’re supposed to be Hercules, right?” “Yes. I am Hercules.” “Nice costume.” “Costume?” Hercules looked confused. “Foolish child. This is the hide of the Nemean lion that I cut off with a blade made of its own claws!” “Riiiight. Is this a theme park? ‘Fairy Tale Forest,’ maybe? Did Dr. Libris hire you to trick me and my mom?” “Please, mortal, do not speak in riddles. You are hurting the insides of my head.” “So,” said Billy, looking around, “where’s the big rocky guy?” “In the name of Zeus, boy—silence! Who sent you here?” “Poseidon.” “Poseidon? I do not understand.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Billy was frantically hanging on as Poseidon used the middle tip of his trident to nudge him toward the island.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Pffft. Are you kidding? We learned it in gym class.” Okay. That was a lie.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“But take care, or I may cut those tongues from thy throats for thee.” Ouch, thought Billy. That’ll hurt.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris

“Poked a juggling bear in the belly. Tried to toggle Tiny Tim’s crutch sideways.”
― Chris Grabenstein, The Island of Dr. Libris