top of page
.png){kind=small}
"It was a trap. It was so obviously a trap.Darquesse smiled."
Standard
Customized
Exlpore more Strategy quotes
"You need a team for war, not for negotiation."
"An idea was forming in his mind. It was only rudimentary, but in the circumstances, it could be called a plan. He loathed the alien for attacking them, without any provocation. He hated the way it was smashing up his ship " and all of them " with hardly any effort or regard for life at all. "How's that message coming?"Umm " they must be jamming us, sir " I can't get through."
"God wants you to begin to strategise, plan, draw out tactics, methodologies of how your business would take over that particular sphere of business where you are."
"You need to break a problem into pieces and do what is scheduled for each time slot."
Explore more quotes by Derek Landy
"My wife was saying to me just the other day how she's noticed a spring in my step lately. That was because I thought you were gone forever.' 'I missed you too, Thurid."
"Tanith frowned. Did people still go on DATES any more? She was sure they did. They probably called it something different though. She tried to think of the last date she'd been on. The last PROPER date. Did fighting side by side with Saracen Rue count as a date? They ended up snuggling under the moonlight, drenched in gore and pieces of brain - so it had PROBABLY been a date. If it wasn't, it was certainly a fun time had by all. Well, not ALL. But she and Saracen had sure had a blast."
"She had been a teenager once, and she knew that, despite the apparent contradictions, a person's teenage years lasted well into their fifties."
"It would be fun, Skulduggery nodded. I like kicking Wreath in the face. I haven't had a chance to do it nearly as much as I'd like."
"If anyone stops us, as long as we mumble something pretentious about the glory of death, we should be fine."
"Fletcher was always going to be your ex-boyfriend, from the moment you met him. He's just finally caught up with where he's supposed to be."
"Skul-man!' he exclaimed as he rushed forward to shake his hand. 'Last I heard you were trapped on a dead world overrun by evil trans-dimensional superfiends!' Skulduggery nodded. 'Just got back."
"He could wear hats. He could wear an assortment of hats of different shapes and styles. Boater hats, cowboy hats, bowler hats. The list went on. Pork-pie hats, bucket hats, trillbies and panamas. Top hats, straw hats, trapper hats. Wide brim narrow brim, stingy brim. He could wear a fez. Fezzes were cool. Hadn't someone once said that fezzes were cool? He was pretty aur ether had. And they were. They were cool."
"Look at what you've done,' Sanguine said, shaking his head with mock severity. 'You have foiled out insidious little plot. You have emerged triumphant and victorious. Curse you, do-gooders. Curse you."
"He liked murder. Murder and long walks had been two of his favorite things when he was younger."
bottom of page