“Can't you just keep your big mouth shut?" Brian said furiously to Nan. He pointed to Chrestomanci. "How do we know he's safe? For all we know, he could be the devil that you summoned up!""Oh, you flatter me, Brian," Chrestomanci said.”

“Before long, everyone was giving him answers, and feeling a little superior, because it was really remarkable the number of things Chrestomanci seemed not to know. He had heard of Hitler, though he asked Brian to refresh his memory about him, but he had only the haziest notion about Gandhi or Einstein, and he had never heard of Walt Disney or reggae.”

“I just wondered if you still thought I was kind of a jerk," he said, facing the fire."Not at all," I said. "And do you still think I'm a rude girl who doesn't know when to keep her mouth shut?""I never did," he said.”

“Then watch out. I warn you!" "That is very considerate of you," said Chrestomanci. "I like to be warned.”

“Why do you give me cars?""It's fun," Ranger said."And it keeps you safe. Do you want to know why keeping you safe is important to me?""You love me?""Yes."A sigh inadvertently escaped. "We're really screwed up, aren't we?""In a very large way," Ranger said.”

“You are the devil to talk to, Rachel," he said curtly. "Will you shut up and listen?”