“I never found a book that did not have at least a little magic in it” — William Ritter Copy Share Image
“Wood nymphs,” said Jackaby. “Not a real cheery lot, them,” observed Hudson. “In retrospect, a library is a rather somber locale for… — William Ritter Copy Share Image
“That will suffice," Jackaby grumbled loudly from behind me. "Yes, yes. You are young and your love is a hot biscuit and… — William Ritter Copy Share Image
“It wasn’t that I did not believe in ghosts; it was that I believed in them in the same noncommittal way that… — William Ritter Copy Share Image
“A young woman across the dock pulled her winter coat tightly around herself and ducked her chin down as the crowd of… — William Ritter Copy Share Image
“I don’t exactly believe in all this… this… this occult business. I don’t believe in house spirits, or goblins, or Santa Claus!”… — William Ritter Copy Share Image
“Monsters are easy, Miss Rook. They're monsters. But a monster in a suit? That's basically just a wicked man, and a wicked… — William Ritter Copy Share Image
“So she’s just a mad woman?” Jackaby hesitated, and when he spoke, his answer had a soft earnestness to it. “Hatun sees… — William Ritter Copy Share Image
“To the attention of the New Fiddleham Police Department: You've got my middle-C, and I would like it back. ... Please return… — William Ritter Copy Share Image
“I read the first few," said Jackaby. "I've instructed my duck to just file the rest directly under P. I left it… — William Ritter Copy Share Image
