Mogget Quotes

Are you . . . are you the athask? The great one?" "Maybe," said Mogget. "I can't remember." "Mogget, ~ Garth Nix

Coils within coils," murmured the cat. "Fleas upon fleas, idiots begetting idiots - "

"What?"

"Mmm, just thinking," whispered Mogget. "You should try it sometimes. ~ Garth Nix

What do you mean? I am Mogget, of course. The one and only Mogget. Though I have had other names. ~ Garth Nix

Mogget's voice. Sam whirled around. "Mogget? Is that you? Where are you?" "Here, and regretting it as per usual," replied Mogget, and a small white cat sauntered out from behind a fern tree. ~ Garth Nix

Sam picked up his pack, but before he could put it on, Mogget leaped onto it and slid under the top flap. All that could be seen of him were his green eyes and one white-furred ear.
"Remember I advised against this way," he instructed. "Wake me when whatever terrible thing is a about to happen happens, or if it appears I might get wet. ~ Garth Nix

[Lunch] was composed of one of the fish she had caught, evidently rescued from Mogget. This had been grilled with ginger, pepper, and some spice she didn't know, set atop a salad of grains and greenleaf, accompanied by a lightly sparkling clear wine she had to admit was delicious and refreshing. ~ Garth Nix

What's too late?" asked Mogget. "Hold ~ Garth Nix

A Kiss," said Mogget sleepily. "Actually, just a breath would do. But you have to start kissing someone sometime, I suppose."
"A breath?" she asked. She didn't want to kiss just any wooden man. He looked nice enough, but he might not be like his looks. A kiss seemed too forward. ~ Garth Nix

Why, Yrael?" it said, as the last of the dark gave way to silver, and the shining sphere of metal sank slowly to the ground. "Why?"
"Life," said Yrael, who was more Mogget than it ever knew. "Fish and fowl, warm sun and shady trees, the field mice in the wheat, under the cool light of the moon. ~ Garth Nix

Fine!" muttered Mogget. "Wet, cold, and full of holes. Another fun day on the river. ~ Garth Nix

*A kiss," said Mogget sleepy. "Accualy a breath might do. But you eventualy have to start kissing someone sometimes, I suppose. ~ Garth Nix

Well met, Mistress Lirael. This ragamuffin, as your servant so aptly described him, is His Highness Prince Sameth, the Abhorsen-in-Waiting. Hence the bells. But on to more serious matters. Could you please rescue us? Prince Sameth's personal vessel is not quite what I'm used to, and he is eager to catch me a fish before my morning nap. ~ Garth Nix