Top 100 Quotes About Ransom
#1. A ransom note, the true test of unconditional love.
Bauvard
#2. We cling to our fairy tales until the price for believing in them becomes too high.
Ransom Riggs
#3. But you can't feel bad every second, I wanted to tell her. Laughing doesn't make bad things worse any more than crying makes them better. It doesn't mean you don't care, or that you've forgotten. It just means you're human.
Ransom Riggs
#4. She had tried to make herself like stone, but now the facade was falling away.
Ransom Riggs
#5. I wondered whether trusting him was merely unwise or if it crossed the line into recklessness, like lying down for a nap in the middle of a road.
Ransom Riggs
#6. And it occurred to me, standing there, just breathing with her, quiet settling around us, that those might be the three most beautiful words in the English language. We have time.
Ransom Riggs
#7. Ransom?" She struggled to sit up. "What are you do - ?"
He laid his tongue to her core.
"Oh." She flopped back against the bed. "Oh."
God, she was sweet. Sweet and pink and musky and Izzy.
Tessa Dare
#8. In ancient times people mistook us for gods, but we peculiars are no less mortal than common folk. Time loops merely delay the inevitable, and the price we pay for using them is hefty - an irrevocable divorce from the ongoing present.
Ransom Riggs
#9. In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost, here goes - I mean Amen,' said Ransom, and hurled the stone as hard as he could into the Un-man's face.
C.S. Lewis
#10. Were you just smoking and chewing tobacco at the same time?"
"What are you my mom?"
"Do I look like I blow truckers for food stamps?
Ransom Riggs
#11. Kissing just like she laughs: honest, heartfelt and heartful, she pulls me down as I lift her up , and the hum she gives when my tongue finds hers makes every one of my nerves fire.
Sarah Elizabeth
#12. But this wasn't a safe, controlled environment I was learning in. There were no bumper lanes to keep my ball out of the gutter.
Ransom Riggs
#13. Our unending discords are the ransom of our freedom.
Rene Girard
#14. Upon closer inspection I decided it was, like a lot of things, not as pretty up close as it seemed from a distance.
Ransom Riggs
#15. I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was.
Ransom Riggs
#16. I felt ashamed for having been jealous of his life, considering the price he'd paid for it, and I tried to feel lucky for the safe and unextraordinary one that I had done nothing to deserve
Ransom Riggs
#18. I love sad stories," said Enoch. "Especially ones where princesses get eaten by dragons and everyone dies in the end.
Ransom Riggs
#19. Do not enforce the tired wolf
Dragging his infected wound homeward
To sit tonight with the warm children
Naming the pretty kings of France.
John Crowe Ransom
#20. In so many countries, Western journalists are viewed simply as dollar signs. We're ransom objects.
Lynsey Addario
#21. So we rowed, our only hope that we could reach the mainland before nightfall reached us.
Ransom Riggs
#22. Millard! Are you all right? Say something!"
"I must apologize," he said. "It seems I've gone and gotten myself shot.
Ransom Riggs
#23. 7:23 You are not for sale (to the law of works). The ransom God paid for your freedom now binds you to the lordship of his love. The sign over your life says, SOLD!
Francois Du Toit
#24. Brains. Hearts. Lungs. Eyes. All pickled in some kind of home-brewed formaldehyde,
Ransom Riggs
#25. A blinding yellow track suit and fake gold chains.
Ransom Riggs
#26. because the easiest kind of lying is when you leave things out of a story rather than make them up, I passed with flying colors.
Ransom Riggs
#27. Strange, I thought, how you can be living your dreams and your nightmares at the very same time.
Ransom Riggs
#28. Forgive me. I continue to underestimate the breadth of your ignorance.
Ransom Riggs
#29. ...there was no escaping the monsters, not even on this island, no bigger on a map than a grain of sand, protected by mountains of fog and sharp rocks and seething tides. Not anywhere. That was the awful truth...
Ransom Riggs
#31. I was quite possibly in the midst of losing my mind. I needed to get away from people until I figured out if I actually was losing my mind.
Ransom Riggs
#32. Weatherman says," Kev scoffed. "I wouldn't trust that silly bugger to know it's raining now.
Ransom Riggs
#33. Alimony - the ransom that the happy pay to the devil.
H.L. Mencken
#34. It's not about destiny," I said, "but I do think there's balance in the world, and sometimes forces we don't understand intervene to tip the scales the right way. Miss
Ransom Riggs
#36. You tread a precariously thin line between being charmingly headstrong and insufferably pigheaded.
Ransom Riggs
#37. Just because they knew it was lost didn't mean they knew how to let it go.
Ransom Riggs
#38. pedigree whose odor even the forest of air-freshener trees he'd hung from the mirror couldn't mask.
Ransom Riggs
#39. This is Deirdre," said Addison. "She's an emu-raffe, which is a bit like a donkey and a giraffe put together, only with fewer legs and a peevish temper. She's a terrible sore loser at cards," he added in a whisper. "Never play an emu-raffe at cards. Say hello, Deirdre!
Ransom Riggs
#40. Some truths are expressed best in the form of myth.
Ransom Riggs
#41. We're peculiar," he replied, sounding a bit puzzled. "Aren't you?
Ransom Riggs
#42. Doubt is the pinprick in the life raft." She stepped close and we hugged. I could feel her trembling ever so slightly. She wasn't bulletproof. I knew then that my shaky faith in myself was starting to dig a hole in hers, and Emma's confidence was what held everything together. It was the life raft.
Ransom Riggs
#43. He was full of weird, chipper energy, like an overcaffeinated Cub Scout leader.
Ransom Riggs
#44. Good armor and a good horse means a good ransom if I unseat him.
George R R Martin
#45. Angry letters of complaint, redundancy notices and ransom notes will, if written in careful hypotaxis, sound as reasonable, measured and genial as a good dose of rough Enlightenment pornography.
Mark Forsyth
#46. I rode in a gang. We robbed trains, banks, held people ransom. We killed people we didn't like. Bill Williamson was in that gang. If I don't capture my former brother-in-arms, great harm will befall my family.
John Marston
#47. It was considerably larger than a knife hilt.
Meg Cabot
#48. I had just come to accept that my life would be ordinary when extraordinary things began to happen.
Ransom Riggs
#49. That was our friendship: equal parts irritation and cooperation.
Ransom Riggs
#50. There were too many things to be terrified of, a hundred horror scenarios all vying for attention in my brain.
Ransom Riggs
#51. Tell him I said that he will know when he's my age that books aren't written on whims or old promises. Books are written on years turned inside out by ideas that never let go until you get them in print, and even then writing's a last resort, a desperate ransom you pay to get your life back.
Richard Bach
#52. For no art and no religion is possible until we make allowances, until we manage to keep quiet the enfant terrible of logic that plays havoc with the other faculties.
John Crowe Ransom
#53. If what they kept and clung to seemed strange, part of me sympathized: it was all they had left of their home. Just because they knew it was gone didn't mean they knew how to let it go.
Ransom Riggs
#54. I just take this job very seriously. It's almost like you play a kid's game for a king's ransom. And if you don't take it serious enough, eventually, one day, you're going to say, 'Oh, I could have done this, I could have done that.'
Sean Taylor
#55. I was left with the choice of wearing the pants either around my ankles or hitched up to my bellybutton. I decided the latter was the lesser of evils, so I went downstairs to have what would likely be the strangest meal of my life while dressed like a clown without makeup.
Ransom Riggs
#56. Besides, there was the way she beamed at me, smiling with her whole self, and how a coy gesture like tucking her hair back could make me want to follow her, help her, do anything she asked. I was hopelessly outmatched.
Ransom Riggs
#57. They were of the past, and the past always mends itself, no matter how we interfere." "Which is why you can't go back and kill baby Hitler to stop the war from happening," said Enoch. "History heals itself. Isn't that interesting?
Ransom Riggs
#58. When we broke the surface again the first thing I saw was the great bold stripe of the Milky Way painted across the heavens, and it occurred to me that together the fish and the stars formed a complete system, coincident parts of some ancient and mysterious whole.
Ransom Riggs
#59. What am I supposed to fight then with, the goddamned butter knife?
Ransom Riggs
#61. The arts generally have had to recognize Modernism - how should poetry escape?
John Crowe Ransom
#62. I love being peculiar, Jacob- It's the very core of who i am. But there are days i wish i could turn it off.
Ransom Riggs
#63. The more He loved those for whom He was the ransom, the more His anguish would increase, as it is the faults of friends rather than enemies which most disturb hearts!
Fulton J. Sheen
#65. What I believe is that when it comes to big things in life, there are no accidents. Everything happens for a reason. You are here for a reason
and it's not to fail and die.
Ransom Riggs
#66. I do," he replied.
And that was all it took.
Ransom Riggs
#67. The day that lay before (was) full of infinite possibilities, though in a million superficial ways it was identical to the day before.
Ransom Riggs
#68. How are you? she asked. It was a question that would've required some college-level math and about an hour of discussion to answer. I
Ransom Riggs
#69. I think he got your goat, Atticus! And I've been meaning to ask you about the expression. When people get your goat, what do they do with it? Do they eat it or hold it for ransom or what?
Kevin Hearne
#70. Ernest Ransom: These are not the best if times ... as your editorials remind us
A.A. Hayes : Why not get a Democrat back in there?
Ernest Ransom: These are not the worst of times eithers
Dingley Falls
Michael Malone
#71. all the suns but ours collapsed tonight, how many lifetimes would it take us to realize that we were alone? I
Ransom Riggs
#72. Whenever I try to map things out they inevitably change. Which doesn't mean I don't map them out - I just try to embrace the better ideas that come along as my fingers are flying around the keyboard mid-draft!
Ransom Riggs
#73. Emma laughed darkly. "It's a completely mad idea, I know. But my brain is a hope-making engine."
"I'm so glad," I said. "Mine is a worst-case-scenario generator."
"We need each other, then."
"Yes. But we already knew that, I think.
Ransom Riggs
#74. The peculiarity for which they'd been hunted was simply their Jewishness. They were orphans of war, washed up on that little island in a tide of blood.
Ransom Riggs
#75. I wanted to tell her then that I loved her. I thought that might help, by grounding us in something we were sure about rather than everything we weren't.
Ransom Riggs
#76. But Emma. There was Emma. Maybe it wasn't so strange, what we could have. Maybe I could stay for a while and love her and then go home. But no. By the time I wanted to leave, it would be too late. She was a siren. I had to be strong.
Ransom Riggs
#77. Captain Carpenter rose up in his prime
Put on his pistols and went riding out
But had got wellnigh nowhere at that time
Till he fell in with ladies in a rout.
John Crowe Ransom
#78. As an editor, I must often tell writers that their stories "do not fit our present needs." But there are times when I want to reply: "Sir, I would not trust you to write a ransom note."
Richard Conniff
#79. I swear on my life, one day I'll personally escort all those that hurt my sisters to Hell.
Ransom Riggs
#80. I would not knock old fellows in the dust
But there lay Captain Carpenter on his back
His weapons were the old heart in his bust
And a blade shook between rotten teeth alack.
John Crowe Ransom
#81. Dylan laughed and they exchanged a series of complex, multistage handshake-fist-bump-high-fives.
Ransom Riggs
#82. Suddenly I was cocooned in silent,blissful darkness,with only the whisper of distant waves to remind me where I was.
Ransom Riggs
#83. Love is a verb. When it becomes a noun, it's over."
from "The God Patent" by Ransom Stephens
Ransom Stephens
#84. They had a million questions for me, and, far away from Miss Peregrine, I could answer them frankly. What was my world like? What did people eat, drink, wear? When would sickness and death be overcome by science?
Ransom Riggs
#85. He closed the laptop. A sure sign I was about to receive his full attention.
Ransom Riggs
#86. Why does everyone always leap to the awfullest conclusions right away.
Ransom Riggs
#87. That house is such an emotionally loaded place for you, just being inside was enough to trigger a stress reaction.
Ransom Riggs
#88. And so Enoch held up Miss Peregrine's cage and she let out a great screeching cry. We answered with a cry of our own, both a victory yell and a lament, for everything lost and yet to be gained.
Ransom Riggs
#89. The British Parliament, in its famed Longitude Act of 1714, set the highest bounty of all, naming a prize equal to a king's ransom (several million dollars in today's currency) for a "Practicable and Useful" means of determining longitude.
Dava Sobel
#91. Or he can work it out as a metrical and formal exercise, but he will be disappointed in its content. The New Year's prospect fairly chills his daunting breast.
John Crowe Ransom
#93. Are we prepared to tolerate a world in which countries which care about morality lay down their nuclear weapons, leaving others to threaten the rest of the world or hold it to ransom?
Des Browne
#94. Brief prayers were muttered for Martin's soul, and then people began trading theories. Within minutes the place was a smoke-filled den of tipsy Sherlock Holmses.
Ransom Riggs
#95. I hate fleeing as much as anyone," I said, "but Emma and I look like nineteenth-century axe murderers, and you're a dog who wears glasses. We're bound to be noticed.
Ransom Riggs
#96. I need a million dollars to pay the ransom on my kidnapped poodle.
Olivia Cunning
#97. I searched for the words, but they'd gotten shy.
Ransom Riggs
#98. Hark to the clinking of the hammers! Hark to the driving of the nails! What fun to build a gallows, the cure for all that ails!
Ransom Riggs
#99. Present seemed suddenly strange to me, so trivial and distracted.
Ransom Riggs
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