Caspian Quotes

“Do you mean to say," asked Caspian, "that you three come from a round world (round like a ball) and you've never told me! It's really too bad for you. Because we have fairy-tales in which there are round worlds and I have always loved them… Have you ever been to the parts where people walk about upside-down?"
Edmund shook his head. "And it isn't like that," he added. "There's nothing particularly exciting about a round world when you're there.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader

“But all night, Aslan and the Moon gazed upon each other with joyful and unblinking eyes.”
― C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian

“Anyway." I cleared my throat loudly. "Thank you again for the beautiful necklace. It's perfect, and I love it. Where did you find it? I've never seen anything like it before."

It was his turn to look embarrassed and he ducked his head. "That's because I made it." He peeked up at me, and my heart melted. Am I dreaming? This has to be a dream.

"You made it?" Something wet hit my cheek and I brushed it away, impatiently waiting for his answer.

"Yeah," he said shyly. "I did.”
― Jessica Verday, The Hollow

“Do you know what the name Astrid means?" He switched gears again and I was helpless to follow.
"No."
It means 'star'. That's what I think of you as, Abbey. One day I looked up, and there you were. A fiery spot of light surrounded by darkness. You make me feel like anything is possible.”
― Jessica Verday, The Hollow

“I'm swimming," Caspian announced. "Sort of. Do you think that will interfere with my mermaid search? If I fall into the ocean and I'm not drowning, do you think she'll bother to save me?"

"I think your mermaid probably has a life," Wills said... "You can't count on her to be waiting around for you every day. So drowning on purpose makes you an idiot.”
― Sarah Cross, Kill Me Softly

“He leaned closer. “That’s what I’m trying to do. Your face is absolutely adorable when you blush.”

My ears burned. Oh great, am I the color of a tomato now?

“Yeah, well, I can make you blush,” I retorted. “By telling you how hot you are, and that when that little piece of black hair falls into your eyes, it’s so sexy it makes me forget my words, and...” I stopped, suddenly aware of how warm the mausoleum was.

“Go on,” Caspian prodded, shaking his head so that his hair covered one green eye. I blushed again, and glanced around me, slowly backing away from him. I just needed some... space to clear my head. He followed me, stalking my every move. My blood felt like pure oxygen racing through my veins, fizzy and bubbling and making me want to float away. A hard wall at my back stopped me, but Caspian kept coming. I thought desperately of some way to change the subject.

“I got you Moby-Dick,” I blurted out. He gave me a sly smile.
“Mmmm, did you? How... interesting.”
“And Treasure Island, and The Count of Monte Cristo.” I babbled on. “I thought you might like some boy books.” He stopped an inch away from me. I felt like I was his prisoner.

“Let’s go back to the sexy and hot thing,” Caspian said. “Could we add a gorgeous or mysterious in there, too?”
I gulped. “Like you don’t already know you’re all of those things. You probably had girls falling all over you before.”

Caspian cocked his head to one side. “True. But I always thought it was because I was the quiet new guy. And besides, there’s only one person I was ever really interested in.”

“Was?” I squeaked. Then I cleared my throat and tried again. “I mean—”
“Am,” Caspian corrected himself. “Technically, I guess it’s both. I was interested the first day I saw her, and I still am interested in her.”

His eyes glowed in the soft candlelight around us, and every last ounce of coherent thought left me.

“It’s... um... really. It’s...” My head felt like it was thickening and my body was overheating, every word dragged from somewhere in the depths of my fuzzy brain.
I waved a hand in front of my face to fan myself, and finally spit out what I was trying to say. “It’s hot in here. Don’t you think? It’s really warm.”

“I only feel warmth when I’m standing next to you,” Caspian said. He stepped half an inch closer. “Like right now.”
― Jessica Verday, The Haunted

“I don't say this to hurt you, love." The endearment slipped out without me even thinking about it.

(...)

"Say it again," he said. "Call me your love.”
― Jessica Verday, The Haunted

“Edmund, give a special goodbye to Trumpkin for me. He's been a brick.”
― C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian

“I got a head start and ws already hanging upside down when he caught up. All the blood was rushing to my head, making me feel dizzy." I can't stay like this much longer, "I told him." Head rush. "
He leaned down and stuck his face next to mine, gifting me with a beautiful smile. "I know the feeling," he said. "You give me a head rush all the time.”
― Jessica Verday, The Haunted

“Funyuns make you fart," Caspian said, and I exploded in laughter.
"What's so funny?" Ben asked.
I tried to stop laughing, but Caspian was leaning forward now, his face stck right in between us. "Funyuns give you bad breath, too. Not very attractive to the ladies." He paused. "ON second thought... enjoy your Funyuns, Ben!"
I had to bite the side of my cheek to keep from giggling. The fact that Ben had no clue what was going on made it even harder to stop.”
― Jessica Verday, The Haunted

“I guess I'm the perfect match, then, for a girl who likes to visit a cemetery." He drew out every syllable so that it sounded like a love song.

I closed my eyes, savoring those words. "A perfect match," I murmured. "My other half.”
― Jessica Verday, The Haunted

“Careful, Abbey," Caspian warned. "Don't get too close."
"Hekilledher, Caspian! He was the reason she was at the bridge that night. "
"I know but--"
Vincent suddenly turned to face Caspian. "Could you just shut up? All this back and forht is really confusing. I'll get to you in a minute."
Caspian's jaw dropped.
So did mine.
"You canseehim? "I asked." Whoareyou? "
"Notwho,"Vincent said, a tone of sheer entitlement in his voice."What.”
― Jessica Verday, The Haunted

“He didn't answer me, but held my gaze intently as he stood and slowly started to reach for the bottom of his sweater. He turned around and lifted it up over his shoulders, and I forgot how to breath. The sweater slid off of him in one long smooth motion and messed up his hair, leaving it tousled and sexy-looking. An interlooking chain of small black circles and triangles was etched onto each shoulder blde, ending halfway down his back... He turned back around to face me, and his green eyes stared right through me... I gulped again and tried very hard not to drool”
― Jessica Verday, The Hollow

“Bye Caspian!' I called out. He stopped, and threw me a big grin over his shoulder. I grinned back like the Cheshire cat. What was it about him that made me feel so ridiculously happy?”
― Jessica Verday, The Hollow

“Since you can't touch me, you made something that could, didn't you?" I said.
"Yes."
My world slowed and I closed my eyes. "I am going yo give you my heart noe," I whispered. "Please don't break it again.”
― Jessica Verday, The Haunted

“I say, Peter," whispered Edmund. "Look at those carvings on the walls. Don't they look old? And yet we're older than that. When we were last here, they hadn't been made."
"Yes," said Peter. "That makes one think.”
― C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian

“And if sometimes, late at night in bed, I questioned whether or not I truly was insane, I told myself that it didn't matter. I was too happy to care.”
― Jessica Verday, The Haunted

“I say," said Edmund as they walked away, "I suppose it 'is' all right. I mean, I suppose you can beat him?"
"That's what I'm fighting him to find out," said Peter.”
― C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian

“Caspian looked angry. “Did you ever think that things might have changed? We don’t live and die by the sword anymore. I may not have a lifetime of darkness to atone for. Maybe I just need her to be the star in my night sky. To hold back the darkness and to let me see the light.” He looked at me then, and my throat went dry. “Or maybe it really is as simple as something in her fills the hollow in me. The black void disappears when we are together.”
― Jessica Verday, The Haunted

“Now it is all clear, and as plain as a pikestaff. Formerly—I don't know why—everything seemed veiled in a kind of mist. That is, I believe, because people think that the human brain is in the head. Nothing of the sort; it is carried by the wind from the Caspian Sea.”
― Nikolai Gogol, Diary of a Madman and Other Stories

“It is high time we turned to Grammar now," said Doctor Cornelius, in a loud voice. "Will your Royal Highness be pleased to open Pulverulentus Siccus at the fourth page of his 'Grammatical Garden or the Arbour of Accidence pleasantlie open'd to Tender Wits?”
― C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian