Quotes From "Thrice The Brinded Cat Hath Mewd" By Alan Bradley

Dreamless nights, I knew, can be the most troubling, since...
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Dreamless nights, I knew, can be the most troubling, since you come back not knowing where you've been or what you've done. Alan Bradley
I do not encourage early morning chirpiness, even in those...
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I do not encourage early morning chirpiness, even in those whom I know and love. It is generally a sign of a sloppy mind, and is not to be encouraged. Alan Bradley
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You can learn from a glance at anyone's library, not what they are, but what they wish to be. Alan Bradley
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Growing up is like that, I suppose. The strings fall away and you're left standing on your own. Alan Bradley
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As anybody with two older sisters can tell you, a closed door is like a red rag to a bull. It cannot go unchallenged. Alan Bradley
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How could I tell Clarence that finding another dead body was anything but dreadful? On the contrary: it was thrilling; it was exciting; it was exhilarating, it was invigorating; to say nothing of electrifying and above all, satisfying. How could I tell the dear man that murder made me feel so gloriously alive? Alan Bradley
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It's amazing what the discovery of a corpse can do for one's spirits. Alan Bradley
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Love is love, wherever you may find it–even when it's covered in feathers. Alan Bradley
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I could tell he was becoming sulky, as boys and men do when they're caught bluffing. And I ignored him, as girls and women do when they catch them out. Alan Bradley
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Giving someone the benefit of the doubt is not so simple as it sounds. What it means, in fact, is being charitable--which, as the vicar is fond of pointing out, is the most difficult of the graces to master. Faith and hope are a piece of cake but charity is a Pandora's box: the monster in the cistern which, when the lid is opened, comes swarming out to seize you by the throat. Alan Bradley
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True charity, I had had discovered, consists of swallowing an invisible flaming sword. Alan Bradley
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I want to know who I am before it is too late–before I am no longer the same person–before I become someone different. Although there are days when this seems a furious race against time, there are others when it seems to matter not a tinker's curse. Alan Bradley