The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches Quotes

“One of the marks of a truly great mind, I had discovered, is the ability to feign stupidity on demand.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“What are we going to do, Dogger?'
It seemed a reasonable question. After all he had been through, surely Dogger knew something of hopeless situations.
'We shall wait upon tomorrow,' he said.
'But--what if tomorrow is worse than today?'
'Then we shall wait upon the day after tomorrow.'
'And so forth?' I asked.
'And so forth,' Dogger said.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“If stupidity were theoretical physics, then I would be Albert Einstein.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“Feely had the knack of being able to screw one side of her face into a witchlike horror while keeping the other as sweet and demure as any maiden from Tennyson. It was perhaps, the one thing I envied her.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“We might as well face it: Death is a bore. It is even harder on the survivors than on the deceased, who at least don’t have to worry about when to sit and when to stand, or when to permit a pale smile and when to glance tragically away.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“I suddenly realized that there's something about singing hymns with a large group of people that sharpens the senses remarkably. I stored this observation away for later use; it was a jolly good thing to know for anyone practicing the art of detection.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“Although it seems shocking to say so, grief is a funny thing. On the one hand, you're numb, yet on the other, something inside is trying desperately to claw its way back to normal: to pull a funny face, to leap out like a jack-in-the-box, to say "Smile, damn you, smile!”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“Was he being what Daffy called “ironical”? She had once told me that the word meant the use of veiled sarcasm: the dagger under the silk. “The smiler with the knife!” she had hissed in a horrible voice.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“One of the things I love about myself is my ability to remain open to suggestion.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“Foolishness in a grown man, no matter how lighthearted, is disgusting.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“In the old legends, anyone who willingly took up the Earth upon their shoulders was doomed to carry it forever: a curse, it seemed, with no way out.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“…it is a well-known fact that more than two men shut up together in an enclosed space for more than an hour constitute a hazard to society. If unpleasantness is to be avoided, they must be made to go outdoors and work off their animal spirits.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“It’s things like this that really shake me: sudden terrifying glimpses into the world of being an adult, and they are sometimes things that I am not sure I really want to know.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“What are we going to do, Dogger?” It seemed a reasonable question. After all he had been through, surely Dogger knew something of hopeless situations. “We shall wait upon tomorrow,” he said. “But—what if tomorrow is worse than today?” “Then we shall wait upon the day after tomorrow.” “And so forth?” I asked. “And so forth,” Dogger said.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“I don't care' is the last bit of baggage to be tossed overboard in a losing argument.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“Life’s like that, too,” Aunt Felicity continued. “Too much push, and bang through the bottom one goes. Still, if one doesn’t paddle, one doesn’t get anywhere.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“Kill him." Dr. Kissing repeated my words in a flat, matter-of-fact voice. "Just so. But 'kill,' as you will have observed, like 'spy' and 'stop,' is really just one more of those short but exceedingly troublesome words.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“Living too much in one’s imagination may be
detrimental to one’s health.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“To my mind, if Nature had wanted us to have bright red fingertips, She would have caused us to be born with our blood on the outside.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“the freedom of it all—the sense of having left one’s body, but not one’s mind, behind. Unless you happened to be a bird, the body was of little use up here: You could not run or jump as you did on the ground, but only observe. In a strange way, being an aviator was like being a departed soul: You could look down upon the Earth without actually being present, see all without being seen. It was easy enough to see why God, having called the dry land “Earth” and the gathering together of the waters “the Seas,” saw that it was good.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“the de Luce coat of arms: per bend sinister sable and argent, two lucies haurient counterchanged. The crest, the moon in her detriment, and the motto “Dare Lucem.” “The moon in her detriment” was a moon eclipsed, and the “lucies,” of course, were silver and black luces, or pikes, a double pun on the name de Luce. “Haurient” meant simply that the pikes were standing on their fishy tails.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“In ordinary circumstances, I would have responded to such a command by sending up a reply that would have given Undine's mother a perm that would be truly everlasting, but I restrained myself.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“I'm very sorry about your mother, Flavia. I can't even begin to imagine how you must feel." At least the man had the sense to admit it.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“It was easy enough to see why God, having called the dry land "Earth" and the gathering together of the waters "the Seas," saw that it was good.
I could picture the Old Fellow lifting up the horizon like the lid of a stewing pot and peeking in with one red eye to admire His Creation: to see how it was coming along.
It was good!”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“It’s a funny old world when you stop to think about it.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“There are certain sounds which are meant never to be heard by children—even though I am no longer really a child—and the chiefest of these is the sound of a parent crying.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“Although it seems shocking to say so, grief is a funny thing. On the one hand, you’re numb, yet on the other, something inside is trying desperately to claw its way back to normal: to pull a funny face, to leap out like a jack-in-the-box, to say “Smile, damn you, smile!”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“I remembered that in the early days of photography, film had been developed with gallic acid, C7H6O5, which was obtained in small percentage from oak apples, those tumors that grew on the twigs and branches of the gall, or dyer’s oak, wherever they had been punctured by the gallfly in laying its eggs.”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“These (all the poor Remains of State) Adorn the Rich, or praise the Great; Who while on Earth in Fame they live, Are senseless of the Fame they give. Thomas”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches

“Why don’t they embed the dead in blocks of plate glass and bury them in crypts beneath transparent floors? In that way, the deceased would easily be able to see God for themselves, and He to see them,”
― Alan Bradley, The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches