Quotes from The Iron-Jawed Boy

Nikolas Lee ·  274 pages

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“Sometimes what we don't want is actually what we need.”
― Nikolas Lee, quote from The Iron-Jawed Boy


“No one is only one thing, my dear.”
― Nikolas Lee, quote from The Iron-Jawed Boy


“Your jaw makes you different, Ionikus Reaves, and more often than not, it is our differences that make us stronger.”
― Nikolas Lee, quote from The Iron-Jawed Boy


“The Balance, my boy, is the war that has been waged since before time was time, the battle within ourselves to do what is good and reject what is bad. It is a delicate line we all walk, a constant struggle of push and pull.”
― Nikolas Lee, quote from The Iron-Jawed Boy


“When he wasn’t busy chasing unseen mice around the academy, Ion spent hours in the Borean Study, searching through dusty books for anything that had to do with the banshee or the Shroud. But finding this anything proved to be difficult as well, especially when the books you’re reading have everything to do with something, but certainly nothing to do with your anything. And in trying to find this anything, Ion forgot about a very important, specific thing, which would quickly ruin his Wednesday.”
― Nikolas Lee, quote from The Iron-Jawed Boy



About the author

Nikolas Lee
Born place: in Evansville, IN, The United States
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