“Happiness was a real, actual, achievable possibility. It came when you called. Or no, it never left you in the first place.” — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
“As soon as he seized happiness it dispersed and reappeared somewhere else. Like Fillory, like everything good, it never lasted. What a… — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
“I was perfectly happy where I was, deliquescing, atom by atom, amid a riot of luxury.” — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
Josh speculated about the hypothetical contents of an imaginary porn magazine for intelligent trees that would be entitled Enthouse. — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
“You can’t just decide to be happy.” “No, you can’t. But you can sure as hell decide to be miserable. Is that… — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
“I call the right axe Sorrow," she said. "You know what I call the left one?" "Happiness?" "Sorrow. I can't tell them… — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
Wasn't there a spell for making yourself happy? Somebody must have invented one. How could he have missed it? Why didn't they… — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
“Drinks were a lot like books, really: it didn’t matter where you were, the contents of a vodka tonic were always more… — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
“In Fillory you felt the appropriate emotions when things happened. Happiness was a real, actual, achievable possibility. It came when you called.… — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
“He had painstakingly assembled all the ingredients of happiness. He had performed all the necessary rituals, spoken the words, lit the candles,… — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
“But walking along Fifth Avenue in Brooklyn, in his black overcoat and his gray interview suit, Quentin knew he wasn’t happy. Why… — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
We're wired to expect the world to be brighter and more meaningful and more obviously interesting than it actually is. And when we realize… — Lev Grossman Copy Share
“He was going to sign the papers and he was going to be a motherfucking magician.” — Lev Grossman Copy Share
“Being brave was easy when you would rather die than give up. Fatigue meant nothing when you actually wanted to suffer.” — Lev Grossman Copy Share
“He wasn't in a safe little story where wrongs were automatically righted; he was still in the real world, where bad bitter things happened… — Lev Grossman Copy Share
I love rare books. Not that I own a lot of them, mind you. You couldn't quite call me a rare-book collector. But I… — Lev Grossman Copy Share
By now he had learned enough to know that when he was getting annoyed at somebody else, it was usually because there was something… — Lev Grossman Copy Share
About as close you can get to the perfect cerebral thriller: searingly smart, ridiculously funny, and fast as hell... I defy anybody to read… — Lev Grossman Copy Share
“It's true," Eliot said. "Statistically, historically, and however else you want to look at it, you are almost never right. A monkey making life… — Lev Grossman Copy Share
“God, I hope we don’t have to use that,” was all he said out loud. “Oh, come on, Quentina. We’re not looking for trouble.… — Lev Grossman Copy Share
My specialty as a collector is books that almost have value. When I love a book, I don't buy the first edition, because those… — Lev Grossman Copy Share
I used to write in a local coffee shop, but there was another guy, another writer, who kept sitting in my favorite seat. I… — Lev Grossman Copy Share
I don't know if I've ever derived such an immediate sense of calm and well-being from any book as I did from 'Right Ho,… — Lev Grossman Copy Share
