Stefan Bachmann

“I look up at the painting. It's not even that interesting. Definitely doesn't grab me and shake my brain around like the…

— Stefan Bachmann

“There's this special talent that humans have that they can be unhappy no matter where they are. But humans have another special…

— Stefan Bachmann

“He wanted a faery. More than anything else in the world. He had already imagined exactly how it should happen. He would…

— Stefan Bachmann

“A word could cause a riot, ink could spell a man’s death, and the Sidhe knew those weapons like the backs of…

— Stefan Bachmann

“Don’t get yourself noticed and you won’t get yourself hanged.”

— Stefan Bachmann

“Pikey Thomas dreamed of plums and caramel apples the night the faery-with-the-peeling-face stole his right eye.”

— Stefan Bachmann

“The Buddelbinsters, he’d heard them called. Once they’d had seven changeling children, and Bartholomew had seen them playing in the windows and…

— Stefan Bachmann

“Maman, warum gehen wir nicht hinunter in den Palast? Wir brauchen doch nicht lange dortzubleiben, ganz bestimmt nicht. Was hat dich dort…

— Stefan Bachmann

“What is this liking ? If you liked everything that happened to you, you would be quite the most feeble person. A…

— Stefan Bachmann

“She was too thin, her face all sharp bones and pale skin, tinged blue from lack of sunlight. Ugly, like him. Her…

— Stefan Bachmann

“A philosopher,' said Mrs. Cantanker, stalking across the study, black heels clicking, ruby silks whispering around her ankles, 'is one who attempts…

— Stefan Bachmann

“But you will not spare a drop of pity because I am rich? We have death in our gilded courts, too. We…

— Stefan Bachmann

“Once people see you cry, it's like they own part of you. It's like you ripped a hole in yourself, and they…

— Stefan Bachmann

“Arthur Jelliby was a very nice young man, which was perhaps the reason why he had never made much of a politician.”

— Stefan Bachmann

“The faery lady looked at Hettie curiously from beneath her wig. "You know..." she said, very softly. "All I wanted was that…

— Stefan Bachmann

“I can't even fathom myself from twenty-four hours ago. I was so busy following my rotten little heart, Disney princess-style. I did…

— Stefan Bachmann

“It was called the Smiling War because it left so many skulls, white and grinning, in the fields.”

— Stefan Bachmann

“It was a fine day by London's standards. Which meant it was a day slightly less likely to suffocate you and poison…

— Stefan Bachmann