White Cat Quotes

“She says that what you did was a cry for help."

"It was," I say. "That's why I was yelling 'Heeeelp!' I don't really go in for subtlety.”
― Holly Black, White Cat

“We are, largely, who we remember ourselves to be”
― Holly Black, White Cat

“I heard you've been having some problems with your girlfriend." Headmistress Northcutt says.

"No," I say. "Not at all." Audrey broke up with me after the winter holiday, exhausted by my moodiness. It's impossible to have problems with a girlfriend who's no longer mine.”
― Holly Black, White Cat

“I’m Lila, and yes, he’s crazy. But you must have noticed that before now. He was crazy back when I knew him, and he’s obviously gotten crazier over
time.”
― Holly Black

“It feels like the whole world has turned upside down. There aren’t any more rules.
“Hey,” I say to Sam, because if the world’s gone crazy, then I guess I can do whatever I want. “Guess what? I’m a worker.”
He stares at me, openmouthed. Lila jerks to her feet.
“You can’t tell him that,” she says.
“Why not?” I ask, then turn to him. “I didn’t have any idea until yesterday. Wacky, right?”
“What kind?” he manages to squeak out.
“If you tell him that,” Lila says, “I’m going to kill you, but first I’m going to kill him.”
“Consider the question retracted,” Sam says, holding his hands out in a peace offering.”
― Holly Black

“Sam counts the money carefully. I watch him in the mirror. “You know what I wish?” he asks when he’s done.
“What?”
“That someone would convert my bed into a robot that would fight other bed robots to the death for me.”
That startles a laugh out of me. “That would be pretty awesome.”
A slow, shy smile spreads across his mouth. “And we could take bets on them. And be filthy rich.”
I lean my head against the frame of the stall, looking at the tile wall and the pattern of yellowed cracks there, and grin. “I take back anything I might have
implied to the contrary. Sam, you are a genius.”
― Holly Black

“Botul și pernițele lăbuțelor erau de un roz care contrasta cu blana albă ca zăpada. Era foarte pufos. Simțea o nevoie alarmată de a-și lipi fața de burtica lui.

- Miau! a zis Silas.

Motanul s-a luat după ei, dând din coada umflată.”
― Margaret Rogerson