Hobart Quotes
Jason listened to Mr. Hobart going on about violence and the uselessness of revenge and he nodded, but all the time, he was happy. He had done something. He had taken action. He had socked Bobo Kelton. Given him a bloody nose. He didn't think he'd ever hit anybody again but he had proved himself capable of doing it. And at the same moment, in Mr. Hobart's office, letting the principal's words fil the air but not his ears, he had vowed never to cry again.
Robert Cormier
Shadwell?” said Suzanna.
"Their beloved Prophet,” came the reply. "Beneath that show of holiness I lent him there beats a salesman's heart.”
So Shadwell was the Prophet. What a perfect irony, that the seller of encyclopedias should end up peddling hope.
"It was his idea,” said the Incantatrix, "to give them a Messiah. Now they've got a righteous crusade, as Hobart calls it. They're going to claim their promised land. And destroy it in the process.”
"They won't fall for this.”
"They already have, sister. Holy wars are easier to start than rumors among your Kind or mine. They believe every sacred word he tells them, as though their lives depended upon it. Which in a sense they do. They've been conspired against and cheated-and they're ready to tear the Fugue apart to get their hands on those responsible. Isn't that perfect? The Fugue'll die at the very hands of those who've come to save it.”
"And that's what Shadwell wants?
Clive Barker
