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Katherine Rundell
Katherine Rundell

Katherine Rundell is a British author born in 1987. Her works are known for their rich imagination and profound emotional depth, spanning both children's literature and adult fiction. more

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“Respect your haters; they are always the first to show you that you are better than them.”

“How can you kill ghosts?' 'How should I know? The question doesn't usually arise!' 'You exorcise them, I think.' 'What? Jumpin' up and down? runnin' on the spot, that kind of thing?' The Dean had been ready for this. 'It's spelled with an "O", Archchancellor. I don't think one is expected to subject them to, er, physical exertion.' 'Should think not, man. We don't want a lot of healthy ghosts buzzin' around.”

“Sam Temple kept a lower profile. He stuck to jeans and understated T-shirts, nothing that drew attention to himself. He had spent most of his life in Perdido Beach, attending this school, and everybody knew who he was, but few people were quite sure what he was. He was a surfer who didn’t hang out with surfers. He was bright, but not a brain. He was good-looking, but not so that girls thought of him as a hottie. The one thing most kids knew about Sam Temple was that he was School Bus Sam. He’d earned the nickname when he was in seventh grade. The class had been on the way to a field trip when the bus driver had suffered a heart attack. They’d been driving down Highway 1. Sam had pulled the man out of his seat, steered the bus onto the shoulder of the road, brought it safely to a stop, and calmly dialed 911 on the driver’s cell phone. If he had hesitated for even a second, the bus would have plunged off a cliff and into the ocean. His picture had been in the paper.”

“It was my first glimpse of the honeycomb world, my first inkling that the past never truly dies but is strangely, beautifully alive in the present. There is an interconnectedness to all things, a link between what lies buried and what lives above, a capacity for mutability that allows a good act committed in the present to rectify an imbalance in times gone by. That, in the end, is the nature of justice: not to undo the past but, by acting further down the line of time, to restore some measure of harmony, some possibility of equilibrium, so that lives may continue with their burden eased and the dead may find peace in a world beyond this one.”