1.     âHe flexed his fingers. The man Jack was, above all things, a professional, or so he told himself, and he would not allow himself to smile until the job was completed.â (pg. 7-8)
a.      The man Jack is portrayed as very serious and motivated. The man Jack wouldnât even smile until âthe job was doneâ. This makes him more terrifying.
2.     âThe child stepped out of the house a little hesitantly. The fog wreathed around him like a long-lost friend. And then, uncertainly at first, then with increasing speed and confidence, the boy tottered up the hill.â (pg. 12)
a.      The child was a very determined. He got out of his crib and crawled all the way to the top of the hill to the graveyard all by himself.
3.     ââI daresay that is a question, Mistress Owens,â said her husband. âAnd yet, it is not our question. For this here baby is unquestionably alive, and as such is nothing to do with us, and is no part of our world.ââ (pg. 13-14)
4.     ââYes,â said Mrs. Owens, in response to something that no one else had heard. âIf we can, then we will.â Then she turned to the man beside her. âAnd you, Owens? Will you be a father to this little lad?â / âWill I what?â said Owens, his brow crinkling. / âWe never had a child,â said his wife. âAnd his mother wants us to protect him. Will you say yes?ââ (pg. 16)
5.     âBod was a quiet child with sober grey eyes and a mop of tousled, mouse-colored hair. He was, for the most part, obedient. He learned how to talk, and, once he had learned, he would pester the graveyard folk with questions.â (pg. 35)
6.     âSilas gave Bod a quest â to find each of the twenty-six letters in the graveyard â and Bod finished it, proudly, with the discovery of Ezekiel Ulmsleyâs stone, built into the side of the wall in the old chapel. His guardian was pleased with him. (pg. 39)
a.      Silas is like Bodâs father figure/mentor even though his father is Mr. Owens. Silas teaches Bod and gives him the things Bod needs.
7.     ââWell,â said the girl, âwhat was you when you was last birthday?â / âI didnât,â said Bod. âI never was.â / âEverybody gets birthdays. You mean you never had cake or candles or stuff?â / Bod shook his head. The girl looked sympathetic. âPoor thing. Iâm five. I bet youâre five too.ââ (pg. 40-41)
8.     âAfter that initial meeting, Scarlett never saw Bod first. On days when it was not raining one of her parents would bring her to the graveyard. The parent would sit on the bench and read while Scarlett would wander off the path, a splash of fluorescent green or orange or pink, and explore. Then, always sooner rather than later, she would see a small, grave face and grey eyes staring up at her from beneath a mop of mouse-colored hair, and then Bod and she would play â hide-and-seek, sometimes, or climbing things, or being quiet and watching the rabbits behind the old chapel.â (pg. 42)
9.     âBod had been upset by this when he had first learned about it. He was no longer upset. He was furious. / âBut why?â said Bod. / âI told you. I need to obtain some information. In order to do that, I have to travel. To travel, I must leave here. We have already been over all this.ââ (pg. 65)
10. âMrs. Owens said, âBack when you were born he promised us that if he had to leave, he would find someone else to bring you food and keep an eye on you, and he has. Heâs so reliable.ââ (pg. 68)
11. âMiss Lupescu continued to bring Bod things she had cooked for him: dumplings swimming in lard; thick reddish-purple soup with a lump of sour cream in it; small, cold boiled potatoes; cold garlic-heavy sausages; hardboiled eggs in a grey unappetizing liquid.â (pg. 71)
12. âHe went down to the Owensesâ tomb to complain to his parents, but Mrs. Owens would not hear a word said against Miss Lupescu, on, as far as Bod was concerned, the unfair grounds that Silas had chosen her, while Mr. Owens simply shrugged and started telling Bod about his days as a young apprentice cabinetmaker, and how much he would have loved to have learned about all the useful things that Bod was learning, which was, as far as Bod was concerned, even worse.â (pg. 73)
13. âMr. Owens himself was more evasive and less imaginative. âItâs not a good place,â was all he said.â (pg. 99)
14. âBod shivered. He wanted to embrace his guardian, to hold him and tell him that he would never desert him, but the action was unthinkable. He could no more hug Silas than he could hold a moonbeam, not because his guardian was insubstantial, but because it would be wrong. There were people you could hug, and then there was Silas.â (pg. 149)
15. âShe stood up and pulled a grubby piece of linen from her sleeve, spat on it, and reached up as high as she could and scrubbed the blood from Bodâs forehead. âThere, that ought to make you look presentable,â she said, severely. âSeeing as I donât know when next Iâll see you, anyway. Keep safe.ââ (pg. 298)
