Best of I realized that leaving wouldn’t be like I had imagined, like casting off a weight. Their memory was something tangible and heavy, and I would carry it with me. — “Chapter 11.” Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children The Rest Chapter 11 I realized that leaving wouldn’t be like I had imagined, like…
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Best of
I realized that leaving wouldn’t be like I had imagined, like casting off a weight. Their memory was something tangible and heavy, and I would carry it with me.
— “Chapter 11.” Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children
The Rest
Chapter 11
I realized that leaving wouldn’t be like I had imagined, like casting off a weight. Their memory was something tangible and heavy, and I would carry it with me.
— “Chapter 11.” Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children
Chapter 9
At times, young man, you tread a precariously thin line between being charmingly headstrong and insufferably pigheaded.
— “Chapter 9″ Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children
Chapter 8
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.
— “Chapter 8.” Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children
Chapter 4
When someone won’t let you in, eventually you stop knocking. Know what I mean?
— “Chapter 4.” Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children
[…] the easiest kind of lying is when you leave things out of a story rather than make them up.
— “Chapter 4.” Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children
Prologue
We cling to our fairy tales until the price for believing them becomes too high.
— “Prologue.” Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children
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