eleanorchant:
“I fancy you forgot to pedal,” Chrestomanci said.
“But how does he pedal and balance?” - Julia wanted to know.
“One of life’s mysteries,” Chestomanci said “But I have frequently seen it done.”
The Pinhoe Egg, Diana Wynne Jones. :)
(Source: l-e-v-i-r-i-e-t)
As I have only ever seen this word (and learned it from) Charmed Life, I thought you’d all appreciate that tidbit.
What words did you guys learn from Chrestomanci?
eleanorchant:
“Who are you calling gentleman?” the Farleigh man demanded.
“Not you, obviously” Chrestomanci said.
Pinhoe Egg, Diana W. Jones.
(Source: l-e-v-i-r-i-e-t)
To do the great enchanter justice, I don’t think he is nearly as vain as Howl. He spends the first part of the morning sipping tea with lemon and doesn’t do more to his hair than make the curls lie flat. But I admit he likes fancy clothes, like Howl, though in Chrestomanci’s case it isn’t vanity, more a need to feel splendid.
Diana Wynne Jones (via magpieinthesky)
Her comparing Christopher and Howl is truly one of the greatest things Tumblr has ever brought me.
It isn’t until Flavian is exhausted and ready to collapse that he remembers: He warded his bedroom door in the morning, the way he always used to—because he couldn’t bear to have the maids mucking up his papers—before leaving for the disastrous raid on the Wraith. And things have been so hectic ever since that he’s been catching naps in chairs in odd corners rather than sleeping properly. And now that he finally has a chance to sleep in his own bed, he’s locked out.
“We’ll get your magic back, you know. Everyone’s. The Wraith isn’t being very cooperative, but there are others in the organization who’ll know what’s been done with it, and who’ll be more amenable to persuasion.”
“Well,” says Flavian. Dubiously, because experience has taught him that anything he wants this badly to be true probably isn’t. “You would know.”
Mordecai explains a few things to Flavian.
It was summer—the tail end of summer, anyway—when I first arrived in Series Twelve. If it hadn’t been, I probably would have turned right around and gone somewhere else, and things would have been very different. But it was, and I didn’t, and a few weeks later I found myself packing my school trunk full of things I’d never worn before—petticoats, stockings, pointy black shoes that pinched—and scowling down at the bit of castle lawn I could see from my window.
“Frost,” I said scornfully. “I suppose this is what happens in a world where you haven’t got a proper goddess to manage things.”
Life in Twelve isn’t exactly what Millie expected.
Christopher Chant... How do I begin to explain Christopher Chant?
Conrad:
Christopher Chant is flawless.
Janet:
I hear his dressing gowns are insured for $10,000. Each.
Flavian:
I hear he did experiments for the Wraith... in the Related Worlds.
Gabriel:
His favorite cat is a bloodthirsty beast.
Tacroy:
One time he met the Living Asheth in Series Ten...
Rosalie:
And she told him he was funny.
Oneir:
One time I hit him with a cricket bat and killed him.
It was awesome.