The Fish That Climbed a Tree Quotes

“For anyone with a library in their head and love in their heart,”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“The snow fell as softly as a poet’s tears.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“The oak trees had shed their leaves, revealing the inky thumbprints of crows' nests in the crackle glaze of dark branches.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“Faith is not like a raincoat, only to be worn on drizzly days.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“Henry was inclined to drift towards books as keenly as a duck paddles for bread crusts.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“Ulysses found himself hopelessly adrift within the confines of a yew-hedge maze, the leaf tips of which were lit by a Communion-wafer moon that rested on the black tongue of night.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“Pah! I wave my cuff at hindsight as if it were a bothersome fly. Life can only be lived forwards, Ulysses. All that matters is what you do now.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“The Earth has music for those who listen." - Kevin Ansbro”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“Poppy, a chronic insomniac in her first life, since found that sleep arrived easily, washing over her in a soporific tide that carried with it the flotsam of ambrosial dreams.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“I am nothing if not misanthropic," declared Sebastian.
"I think you mean philanthropic," said Henry.
"God, you are so perdantic."
"That would be pedantic."
"See! You're even perdantic about the word perdantic.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“Awash with trepidation, he was suddenly on the mattress, lured like an errant sailor onto a siren’s rocky shore.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“The train's doors closed with a matron's shush.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“Of course God exists. But God is no more a man than you are a snowflake.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“Mustering the figurative glint of light on Chekhov's broken glass, he gazed into the half-remembered irises of Florence's eyes and imagined her fingers, soft and delicate, against his cheek.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“...he slipped into the hallway with a second-hand paperback copy of 'The Mote in God's Eye' under one arm, intending to read it in a quiet corner of Misto's coffee shop. He deemed the book to have previously been read on a sultry tropical beach, given that its yellowed pages were as corrugated as a ploughed field.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“The train’s doors closed with a matron’s shush.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree

“Ooh! Oo-wooh!' groaned Henry, looking up to see that even Albert Einstein was willing him on. Amber grasped at lumps of his flesh and felt as if she were steering a rickety bus on a bumpy goat track.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Fish That Climbed a Tree