Kenneth Oppel (born August 31, 1967) is a Canadian children's writer.
Here's all I know: that the world is uncontrollable. Chaos reigns. That anything and everything might be possible. I won't subscribe to any rational system again. Nothing will bind me.
You flatter me shamelessly. I like it. Good.
I know you pretty well. " "Better than anyone I think. " I smiled. Her compliment was like a gift itself, only more precious than anything that could be bought.
It was as though, in one moment, he had become a stranger. And I a stranger to myself.
Honestly," she sighed, "I don't know what kind of life we'll have together, with me always flying off in one direction and you in the other. " I smiled. "It's a good thing the world's round," I said.
Why do you need to fly so much?” she asked. “If I don’t, it’ll catch up with me. ” The words just came out. “What will?” I took my hands from my face, panting. I stared out at the storm. “Unhappiness.
I believe there is something on this earth that you desire more than anything, and it isn't me.
I raised my hands, trying to shush her. "Don't shush me," she said, eyes blazing. "I hate being shushed.
Everyone watched, wondering if this could be the same lunatic who'd nearly berthed his ornithopter in the restaurant. I swallowed, for it seemed he was headed straight for my table. He pulled off his helmet and a mass of dark auburn hair spilled out. Off came the goggles, and I was looking at the beaming face of Kate de Vries.
I could not help staring back, for they made quite a contrast: Kate's pale skin and elegant purple suit, Nadira's dusky skin and exotic fiery sari. "Do we clash?" Nadira said dryly. "We certainly do," said Kate. "Would you like me to move?" "Don't trouble yourself.
I'm cursed with this puritanical streak that makes me want everything to be about something. It's a terrible affliction.
IMBECILE!" the chef shouted. "Next time why don't you just put your whole HAND in the food, hey? Yes, your whole hand, or maybe your FACE! I arrange the food on plates with care, are you understanding what I am telling you? It is part of the art form of cooking, yes? A lovely plate of food is a thing of beauty! And then you, NUMBSKULL, come along and put your fat greasy FINGERS all over my plate, and SHAKE the plate, and move my food all around the plate until it looks like pigs' vomit!" "Chef Vlad!" I cried out in delight.
But chance runs like a river through all our lives, and being prepared for surprise is the best we can do.
You've no fear of heights," puffed the girl. "None," I said. "I've heard that about you.
There is a passion in you that scares me.
I poo poo the chit. ' The attendant looked stunned. 'You cannot poo-poo the chit!' I do. ' Kate said solemnly. 'I do poo-poo. ' We'll walk.
We did it!" I said, feeling limp with relief. "It actually worked!" Dr. Turgenev rubbed his forehead. "I had very big doubts. " "Big doubts?" I said weakly. The Russian scientist shrugged. "I am pessimist," he said.
If my heart were a compass, you'd be North.
You see, when medicine works, it is blessed science, and when it fails, it is witchcraft. - Polidori
His speech failed to rouse an enthusiastic cheer, but no one dared contradict him.