the chocolate raisins tasted somewhat fishy, but Lucy didn't care-chocolate was chocolate. She changed her mind however, when she realized that the raisins were tiny fish heads. — Angie Sage Copy Share Image
That, dillop brain, is what getting close to the Darke does. It makes you think only of yourself. It takes you away from people you care about. And now you don't have anyone to talk to and it serves you… — Angie Sage Copy Share Image
Oh dear," said Sarah anxiously, "I do wish he wouldn't do these silly things." I'm sure we all wish that, Sarah," said Marcia sternly.… — Angie Sage Copy Share Image
“What's a flange?" asked Marcia. A what?" A flange. It says here attatch piece Y to the long, upright D, taking care to align… — Angie Sage Copy Share Image
Been having a fight with your blankets, Septimus?" A familiar voice echoed down the chimney. "Looks like you lost," the voice continued with a… — Angie Sage Copy Share Image
There's no way the new chimney will fall down, Lu. Not with you in charge. It wouldn't dare. — Angie Sage Copy Share Image
“Well, I suggest you sleep on it," said Aunt Zelda sensibly. "Things always look better in the morning.” — Angie Sage Copy Share Image
I really like Septimus Heap. he is my favorite guy in the story. I should make you all read it. — Angie Sage Copy Share Image
Use your head, Sep. Loads of wolverines. Hanging around waiting for super. Gtting excited. eating mint blasts. so what do you think they do?'… — Angie Sage Copy Share Image
“You could give us a hand instead of staring into space like a constipated camel.” — Angie Sage Copy Share Image
“Ah Ratty, what good times we'll have," said Mad Jack. "Just you and me, Ratty. We'll go cuttin' them reeds together, and if you're… — Angie Sage Copy Share Image
