Anthony Horowitz citáty

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“All that sadness. All that anger. It is the smoke that gets into your eyes. If you do not blow it away, how can you hope to see?”

“He who fight monsters must take care that he doesn't become one himself.”

“You cannot defeat your enemies until you know who they are.”

“There are problems and there are children. It is our aim to separate the two.”

“He had tattooed all of the names of the men he had killed on his body… unfortunately he had run out of room.”

“But then, he thought, most politicians are small and shabby, the sort of people who have been bullied at school.

That's why they become politicians.”

“Do you realise how much trouble you're in?"
"Perhaps I'll have some Weetabix after all.”

“Alan Blunt got in touch with me and asked me to put you up here for the rest of the week, to pretend that you're my son. I have to say, you don't look anything like me."

"I don't look anything like myself either," Alex said.”

“He died fighting for what he believed in.”

“You are meant to be here. There are no coincidences. It's all happening the way it was meant to be.”

“We live in a world with so many dangers that we have to be careful whom we trust.”

“Routine is the one thing the can get you killed. It tells the enemy where you're going and when you're going to be there.”

“You've already said you were going to kill me," Alex said, "but I didn't think that meant you were going to bore me to death.”

“Your temperature's normal, though I'd say it's the only thing about you that is.”

“She tried to smile sympathetically, but with her face it wasn't quite possible.”

“Sometimes it's the tiniest things that can mean the difference between life and death.”

“We have an hour before we have to leave," Cray said. "So I thought I might tell you a little about myself. I thought it might pass the time."

"I'm not really all that interested," Alex said.”

“I don't know anything!' Tim(Caleb) wailed.
He'd never spoken a truer word in his life.”

“There are many things in life that cannot be explained.”

“Look at self-satisfied pop singers or greasy, semi-literate athletes. People worship them. Why?”

"Because they’re talented.”

“Smiling back at her, it occurs to me that I've never met a mean librarian.”

“He didn't want to remember anymore. remembering only hurt him… everytime.”

“Whatever you say, old boy. Just look after yourself. And whatever you do, don't swallow the gum!”

“Oh-do be careful with that! That's my Buddha hand grenade. Twist the head twice and throw it and anyone within ten yards can say their prayers.”