Angie Sage Quotes

Gringe shook his head. He'd found the last ExtraOrdinary Wizard difficult at times, but she was nothing like this one. This one was crazy. What did he think he was doing, taking three kids and two of his daft brothers dressed like wolverines into the Forest at night?...
'Get out of the blasted way, you nurdles! The bloomin' bridge is comin' down!

My Apprentice is a PathFinder," Septimus said. "I am beginning to realise that means she can go pretty much anywhere she wants to.

Septimus was suddenly horribly afraid that the Antidote would not work. He glanced nervously at Marcia, who whispered, "It will work, Septimus. You must believe in it."
Physik isn't like Magyk," said Septimus unhappily. "It doesn't matter whether you expect it to work or not. Either it does or it doesn't."
"I doubt that very much," said Marcia. "A little belief in something always helps.

Been having a fight with your blankets, Septimus?" A familiar voice echoed down the chimney. "Looks like you lost," the voice continued with a chuckle. "Not wise to take on a pair of blankets, lad. One, maybe, but two blankets always gang up on you. Vicious things, blankets.

You can't just rattle it off like a demented parrot.

Well, I suggest you sleep on it," said Aunt Zelda sensibly. "Things always look better in the morning.

...now be quiet, I'm going to be sick.

Fly free with me.

Soon fifty-six Shield Bugs were lined up, crouching like coiled springs on the gunnels of the chicken boat.

Aunt Zelda always said: the thought is the seed for deed.

The Young Army was crazy. Marcia was Magyk.

Marcia was aghast. "He has shoes like mine? Well, that does it, we'll have to get rid of him." She smiled at Tod. "Only one of us can wear these shoes. And that is me.

When the Fyre inside is kindled and when the Time Is Right, anything is possible.

What's a flange?" asked Marcia.
A what?"
A flange. It says here attatch piece Y to the long, upright D, taking care to align holes P and Q with the corrosponding holes N and O in the left-hand flange. I can't see a wrethed flange anywhere.

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The self-defence class was a mixed bunch, chosen because each had once been in mortal danger.

... He told the green woman to open the bad-word door and he would go and get the bad-word Apprentice himself, seeing as everyone else around him was so bad-word useless. Especially bad-word witches ... - Kaznim

Blue to get ready
Green to go
Yellow to guide you through the snow
Orange to warn you that over you'll go
Then red will be the final glow
Now seek the black, there's no going back.

He was not used to the smell of dragon breath, which is best described as a combination of the stench of burning rubber and the stink of old socks, with overtones of a hamster cage in dire need of a cleaning.

What would Cassi say?" Dandra muttered to herself. "Letting the girl stay up so late?" She sighed. The honest answer was that Cassi, a free spirit, would have been perfectly happy about it.

Things have a habit of working out, you know. Eventually.

Septimus look at Jenna, his green eyes serious, "It's a luxury Jen," he said.
"What do you mean?"
Septimus stared at the scraped and bloody snow at his feet. It took him some moments to reply.
"I mean ... " he began slowly. "I mean that if you go through life and never face a situation where, in order for your to survive, someone else has to die, then you're lucky. That's what I mean.

I really like Septimus Heap. he is my favorite guy in the story. I should make you all read it.

Watch and wait, boy. Watch and wait.

Septimus had no need to untie Spit Fyre as the dragon had already chewed his way through the rope. They followed Aunt Zelda and Jenna out the side door at the foot of the turret and down to the Palace Gate. Aunt Zelda kept up a brisk pace. Showing a surprising knowledge of the Castle's narrow alleyways and sideslips, she hurtled along. Oncoming pedestrians were taken aback at the sight of the large patchwork tent approaching them at full speed. They flattened themselves against the walls, and, as the tent passed by with the Princess, the ExtraOrdinary Apprentice and a feral-looking boy with bandaged hands - not to mention a dragon - in its wake, people rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

Life was simple when you were a Shield Bug.

Things," Aunt Zelda reminded everyone on the bridge, "are not always as they seem. Remember, the moon always shows the truth How we see it, is up to us to us, not the moon

Shouting something didn't make it any more possible.

From the Young Army Fact List:
Fact One: No early morning roll call:
GOOD.
Fact Two: Much better food. GOOD.
Fact Three: Aunt Zelda nice: GOOD.
Fact Four: Princess-girl friendly: GOOD.
Fact Five: Have Magyk ring: GOOD.
Fact Six: Extraordinary Wizard Cross: BAD.

Beauty Lures the Stranger More Easily into Danger
-Septimus Heap

A Magnificent Banquet, being
A Thanksgiving for the Safe Return
Of our Beloved Daughter,
Princess Esmeralda.
Bring your own plates.

Ah Ratty, what good times we'll have," said Mad Jack. "Just you and me, Ratty. We'll go cuttin' them reeds together, and if you're good we'll go to the circus when it comes to town and see the clowns. I love them clowns, Ratty. We'll have a good life together. Yes we will. Oh yes.

Crazy as a cuttlefish
Nasty as a RAT
Put her in a pie dish
Give her to the CAT!

You are going to have to scream. Can you do that?"
Lucy's eyes lit up. "Oh, yes. I can scream.

That, dillop brain, is what getting close to the Darke does. It makes you think only of yourself. It takes you away from people you care about. And now you don't have anyone to talk to and it serves you right.

Petroc Trelawney looked as pleased as a pebble can look, which was pretty much the same as he had looked before.

Barney," she said, "would you like to help me look for a stupid giant banana?"
Barney grinned. "Ooh, yes please," he said.

Oh it's a pebble ... But it's a really nice pebble Dad thanks.

Aunt Zelda had written her note on special paper that she had made from pressed cabbage leaves.

Take it,' hisses DomDaniel. 'But I will be back for it. I will be back with the seventh of the seventh.

Waiting for the spell to end, as all spells must.

Spit Fyre practised a recently acquired skill - he winked.

¨In the dark you can't see no THING but no THING can see you.