Dublin City was quiet when they reached the Waxwork Museum, as if it was holding its breath.

Desmond, don't poke the baby!'... 'I'll get you next time-' Don't threaten the baby either!'.

I swear, talking to you is like talking to a really good-looking and mildly stupid brick wall.

We punch people, Valkyrie. That’s who we are. Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.

"Found something?"..."No, sorry. I thought I had, but, no, it turned out to be, uh… more floor."

skulduggery pleasant is the best book I've ever read and has enspired myself to become an author.

Every solution to every problem is simple. It's the distance between the two where the mystery lies.

Annis had never been a people person, unless ‘people person’ was defined as a person who ate people.

What would killing the Elders result in?" "Panic? Fear? Three empty parking spaces in the Sanctuary?

A living skeleton isn't enough for you, is it? What does it take to impress young people these days?

I'm sophisticated, charming, suave, and debonair, Professor. But I have never claimed to be civilized.

Only a heathen would bring a gun to a sword fight.' And only a moron would bring a sword to a gunfight.

But I'm really enjoying my retirement. I get to sleep in every day. I do crossword puzzles and eat cake.

I am a rational man, but haven't you heard? i'm also insane. It gives me a unique perspective on things.

I'm placing you under arrest for murder, conspiracy to commit murder and, I don't know, possibly littering.

If anyone stops us, as long as we mumble something pretentious about the glory of death, we should be fine.

By the time they got to Denholm Street, day had been beaten back and the night was soaking through the city.

Is he all scarred now? Magic gets rid of most physical scars, but I like to think I scarred him emotionally.

Stephanie had no problem doing what she was told, just so long as she was given a good reason why she should.

You've been reading Gordan's book again, haven't you?" "It's a white-knuckle roller-coaster ride," she mumbled.

You said I was your number-one pick." "And you are. In our hearts. Alphabetically, though, Dusk comes before you.

The Baron, unfortunately, turns it all the way up to eleven." "Seriously? Because, you know, that's one more evil

Here she is,” her mum said, cooing at the baby, “my special girl.” “Oh, cheers,” Valkyrie said, rolling her eyes.

They say sarcasm is the lowest form of wit," Valkyrie said. China glanced at her. "They've obviously never met me.

Just because an apple falls one hundred times out of a hundred does not mean it will fall on the hundred and first.

Oh, China. How I have missed you.' 'And I have missed you, Eliza. But don't worry, next time my aim will be better.

Because I’m an English ninja,” Tanith replied. “We’re just like regular ninjas, except we wear leather and flirt more.

You can only anticipate what someone is going to do if you know exactly what that someone has just done.' --Skulduggery

She glared at him. 'I'm not weird like that. I'm good weird. I'm cool weird.' 'Yes,' he said doubtfully. 'Yes, you are.

I woke up, a bag of bones. Literally. They had gathered up my bones and put them in a bag and thrown the bag into a river.

Oh, escape is easy once you have the right plan.' 'Do we have the right plan?' 'Not yet.' 'Do we have any plan?' 'Not yet.

She wants to be polite and not hurt your feelings, so she's not going to laugh right now. But inside, inside she's laughing.

Valkyrie, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but your friend is most likely dead.” “Of course he’s dead. He’s a skeleton.

You look angry," he said. "You put me on hold." "For a very good reason." "You put me," she said very, very slowly, "on hold.

Are you sulking?” “Me? No. I don’t sulk.” “You sound like you’re sulking.” “I’m just waiting for the violent urges to subside.

This is your one chance. Tell me where the key is." "Okay." Serpine raised an eyebrow. "Really?" "No, only joking. Do your worst.

I would love to have a battle of wits with you, Bison, but I doubt it would be a fair fight.' 'Shut your face.' 'Exactly my point.

We didn't die,' she said. Of course not. I'm too clever to die, and you're too pretty.' I am pretty,' Valkryie said, managing a grin.

I have sought you out to cure me.' 'To cure you of what?' 'Of this cursed affliction.' 'I cannot cure stupidity.' Scapegrace frowned.

It would be fun,” Skulduggery nodded. ”I like kicking Wreath in the face. I haven't had a chance to do it nearly as much as I'd like.

What?" she asked again. He pointed ahead of them. "See that?" "What, the snow?" "Beyond that." "More snow?" "Stop looking at the snow.

We may need to focus here.' 'Right. Yes. OK. Turn around.' 'Are you going to throw something at me?' 'What? No, I'm getting out of bed.

By the way, all joking aside, do I call you Ghastly or Elder Bespoke?' 'You can call me whatever you like.' Vex nodded. 'Thank you, Gladys.

Fletcher was always going to be your ex-boyfriend, from the moment you met him. He's just finally caught up with where he's supposed to be.

Cheer up everyone," he said, a new brightness to his voice. "Since we’re all going to die horribly anyway, what’s there to be worried about?

While my insides may be rotten, I still like a good reason to kill someone. It has to be either business, personal, or out of sheer boredom.

We live in a time of fear," Skulduggery said, "where we're too scared of upsetting the status quo to ask the questions we need to be asking.

She had been a teenager once, and she knew that, despite the apparent contradictions, a person's teenage years lasted well into their fifties.

You're under arrest for multiple counts of murder. You have the right to not much at all, really. Do you have anything to say in your defense?

She’s not… She’s not datin’ the skeleton, is she? How would that be even possible, let alone… nice? He’s got no skin, or lips, or… or nothin’.

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