“Whatever you think you are, that's what you are”
“He had taken the precaution of closing the inside shutters of the only window, and his staff, though it leaned lightly on the door, was capable of keeping out anyone who did not want to smash his way in with an ax.”
John Bellairs, The Face in the Frost“When he had brushed a thin coat of dust off the pebbled leather cover of one volume, he saw the words: Register of All Wizards and Warlocks of the South Kingdom and of the North Kingdom from the Beginning of the World to the Present Time.”
John Bellairs, The Face in the Frost“The two weary but still talkative wizards sat in a pair of fan-backed chairs and pitched pebbles at the drunken satyr in the fountain. They talked about wars, enchantments, and obscure facts until the sky above the forest began to be fringed with pale blue.”
John Bellairs, The Face in the Frost“I do not think, Prospero,' he said, 'that one should attribute a very high degree of reality to your house.”
John Bellairs, The Face in the Frost“Nahum bobbed again. 'My crest is cropped by croaking cranes. I go to drown in doleful dumps, dead-drunk with drearihead.”
John Bellairs, The Face in the Frost“Whatever you think you are, that's what you are”
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