Die schönsten Buchzitate

Die Zeiten der Vergangenheit
Sind uns ein Buch mit sieben Siegeln.

Denn was man schwarz auf weiß besitzt,
Kann man getrost nach Hause tragen.

Bei euch, ihr Herrn, kann man das Wesen
Gewöhnlich aus dem Namen lesen

When you lose your temper, you lose a friend. When you lie, you lose yourself.

Unfairness and injustice are two things that really threaten blind faith.

You cannot wake a person who is pretending to be asleep.

When you screw up you own it, you make amends, you learn your lesson.

Crying will release the sorrowful thoughts on the mind.

Verlasse etwas für jemanden, aber verlassen nie jemanden für etwas.

Leave something for someone but dont leave someone for something.

Du hast kein Recht etwas zu behalten, um das du dich nicht kümmern kannst.

If you can't look after something in your care, you have no right to keep it.

Hass ist so viel leichter zu gewinnen als Liebe - und so viel schwieriger, ihn wieder loszuwerden.

Hatred is so much easier to win than love - and so much harder to get rid of.

Nothing like having a bucket of cold water flung over you to make you see things as they really are!

I don't know why, but the meals we have on picnics always taste so much nicer than the ones we have indoors.

Der beste Weg, Hindernisse zu überwinden, ist, sie als Trittsteine zu verwenden. Lache über sie, betrete sie uns lass dich zu etwas Besserem führen.

The best way to treat obstacles is to use them as stepping-stones. Laugh at them, tread on them, and let them lead you to something better.

I'm good at exploring roofs. You never know when that kind of thing comes in useful.

The point is not that I don't recognise bad people when I see them - I grant you I may quite well be taken in by them - the point is that I know a good person when I see one.

"Oh, I wish I lived in a caravan!" said Jimmy longingly. "How lovely it must be to live in a house that has wheels and can go away down the lanes and through the towns, and stand still in fields at night!"

The moon was coming slowly up over the hill in front of them. The countryside was bathed in light, pale and cold and silvery. Everything could be seen quite plainly, and Lotta and Jimmy thought it was just like daytime with the colours missing.

She realized she'd never felt this happy. Even at her old school, she had been an outsider, always the lonely girl, the one who stayed at home watching TV on Saturday nights while her friends went to parties and out on dates.

"Just follow my lead," I said. "It'll be fun."
"Please," Sam begged, "don't let those words be carved on my tombstone."

Sometimes you lie to deceive people. Sometimes you lie because you need the lie to become the truth.

In case you're wondering, Old York looks absolutely nothing like New York. It looks older.
Magnus Chase, master of description. You're welcome.

That awkward moment when you jump out a window because your friend jumped out a window, then you remember that your other friend can fly.

Etiquette tip: If you're looking for the right time to leave a party, when the host yells, "No one leaves here alive," that's your cue.

You said Frey is about the middle ground between fire and ice. Maybe this isn't about choosing sides. Maybe I don't want to pick an extreme.

A little secret, Magnus. There is no good and evil. There's only capable and incapable. I am capable.

Never let your sense of morals prevent you from doing what is right.

Past glories are poor feeding.

Childishness comes almost as naturally to a man as to a child.

He was conscious only of the mightiest deed of man; the complete and almost contemptuously final conquest of a world.

Scientific truth is beyond loyalty and disloyalty.

I wanted to be a psychological engineer, but we lacked the facilities, so I did the next best thing - I went into politics. It's practically the same thing.

Weak emperors mean strong viceroys.

To succeed, planning alone is insufficient. One must improvise as well.

"Wenn der Ozean so klar wie der Himmel wäre und wir alles sehen könnten, was sich darin tummelt, würde keiner je wieder einen Fuß ins Meer setzen. Denn das, was in den Tiefen des Ozeans lebt, viele Kilometer unter der Oberfläche, ist das Material für Albträume."
- Jace Heorendale

How can we prepare for the future if we won't acknowledge the past?

In a child's eyes, a mother is a goddess. She can be glorious or terrible, benevolent or filled with wrath, but she commands love either way. I am convinced that this is the greatest power in the universe.

For all those that have to fight for the respect that everyone else is given without question.

Home is what you take with you, not what you leave behind.

But for a society build on exploitation, there is no greater threat than having no one left to oppress.

Being useful to others is not the same thing as being equal.

True peace required the presence of justice, not just the absence of conflict.

"I think," Hoa says slowly, "that if you love someone, you don't get to choose how they love you back."

Und das musst du verstehen: in jedem Krieg gibt es Gruppierungen - die einen, die Frieden wollen, die anderen, die aus einer Myriade von Gründen weiterhin Krieg wollen, und jene, deren Wünsche beides übertreffen.

We can never be gods, after all - but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.

There's truth even in tainted knowledge, if one reads carefully.

It's all right to need help. All of us have things we can't do alone.

Well. Adolescence is all about making mistakes.

But love like that doesn't just disappear, does it? No matter how powerful the hate, there is always a little love left, underneath. Yes. Horrible, isn't it?

Mother always said that if one must do something unpleasant, one should do it wholeheartedly and not waste effort on regret.