You’re afraid of your own anger.

Waste is Criminal.

Well. I always like it when you kiss me.Do you?You’re good at it.Well, that’s lucky, because I’ll always be kissing you.

He considered her seriously. “Well. And that’s easy,” he said. “My Grace will protect me from him, And I’ll protect you. You’ll be safe with me, Katsa.

It’s not reasonable to love people who are only going to die,” she said.Nash thought about that for a moment, stroking Small’s neck with great deliberation, as if the fate of the Dells depended on...

Fire looked into his quiet eyes, touched his dear familiar face and considered the question.

Bitterblue had never seen a man naked, and she was curious. She decided the universe owed her a few minutes, just a few, to satisfy her curiosity. So she went to him and knelt, which...

There isn’t a simple person anywhere in this world.

It was a hurting tune, resigned, a cry of heartache for all in the world that fell apart. As ash rose black against the brilliant sky, Fire’s fiddle cried out for the dead, and for...

There was no helping her tears. For they would leave Po behind… She cried into his shoulder like a child. Ashamed of herself, for it was only a parting, and Bitterblue had not wept like...

If we’re to be judged by our parents and grandparents, then we all may as well impale ourselves upon jagged bits of rock.

For most of the process, nothing but faith, fueled by your own stubbornness, will be pulling you along. The work that you’ve done on the book so far won’t be much comfort, because so much...

Spelling bees? Spelling bees do not scare me. I competed in the National Spelling Bee twice, thank you very much. My dad competed in the National Spelling Bee. My aunt competed in the National Spelling...

When Brocker arrived he took her hands and held them to his face and cried into them.

Así que ahora tienes amigas… Y un corazón que se ha vuelto protector! —Siempre lo ha sido. Pero ahora hay más personas en él que se te han unido;no es que te hayan reemplazado.

I’m not going to wear a red dress,” she said.”It would look stunning, My Lady,” she called.She spoke to the bubbles gathered on the surface of the water. “If there’s anyone I wish to stun...

Fire supposed he needed to be there in order to give rousing speeches and lead the charge into the fray, or whatever is was commanders did in wartime. She resented his competence at something so...

The fact that at the moment the distinction is being made, a young adult, as opposed to an adult, is the one reading it. In other words, I don’t entirely believe in the distinction. A...

Things don’t ever stay the same. Natural beginnings come to natural or unnatural ends.

Raffin appeared again, a floor above her, on the balconied passageway that ran past his workrooms. He leaned over the railing and called down to her. “Kat!””What is it?””You look lost . Have you forgotten...

Really?” Bitterblue whispered.Queen Bitterblue, Fire said, shall I share with you the feeling of your own strength?

This is a trial about watermelons! Watermelons are invertebrate creatures!’ cried Quall.

Everyone was willing to take some small risk to lessen the damage of their ambition and disorder and lawlessness.

That’s interesting,” Bitterblue said. “You think a conscience requires fear?

Sneaking was a kind of deceit. So was disguise. Just past midnight, wearing dark trousers and Fox’s hood, the queen snuck out of her own rooms and stepped into a world of stories and lies.

El mundo puede hacerse pedazos, pero al menos todos nosotros nos daremos un baño.

Perhaps I can stay by the fire and mend your socks and scream if I hear any strange noises.

You’re good at love,” she said simply, because it seemed to her that it was true. “I’m not so good at love. I’m like a barbed creature. I push everyone I love away.”He shrugged. “I...

If her enemies were Brigan’s friends and her friends were Brigan’s enemies, then the two of them could walk through the world arm in arm and never be hit by arrows again.

You cannot measure love by a scale of degrees.

You won’t even take your bow? Are you planning to throttle a moose with your bare hands, then?””I’ve a knife in my boot,” she said, and then wondered, for a moment, if she could throttle...

He leaned heavily on the desk now, as if danger had strengthened him before and its lack now made him weak.

Katsa kicked off her shoes, hitched up her skirt, and climbed into the fountain, sighing as the cold water ran between her toes and lapped at her ankles. it was a great improvement over her...

What she really loved was to hang over the edge and watch the bow of the ship slice through the waves. She loved it especially when the waves were high and the ship rose and...

Fire’s tears were real now, and there was no helping them, for there was no time. Everything was moving too fast. She crossed the room to him, put her arms around him, clung to him,...

Please, Katsa,” he finally said. “At least talk to me”.She swung around to face him. “What it there to talk about? You know how I feel, and what I think about it.””And what I feel?...

Las personas deseamos cosas incongruentes e imposibles, y a los caballos les ocurre lo mismo.

What are you grinning at?” Katsa demanded for the third or fourth time. “Is the ceiling about to cave in on my head or something? You look like we’re both on the verge of an...

How absurd it was that in all seven kingdoms, the weakest and most vulnerable of people – girls, women – went unarmed and were taught nothing of fighting, while the strong were trained to the...

Only a person with the true heart of a dictionary-writer would be lying in bed, three days after being stabbed in the gut, worrying about his P’s.

Men are daft around women, incautious and boastful.

I have no doubt that you are more than capable of bringing the Monsean queen and my son and the rest of my sons and a hundred Nanderan kittens through an onslaught of howling raiders...

Living is too hard right now. Dying is easy. Let me die.

Katsa watched the long grass moving around them. The wind pushed it, attacked it, struck it in one place and then another. It rose and fell and rose again. It flowed, like water.

She would thump them both, and she would apologize to neither.

Beauty has rights that plainness never will.

I can’t know your feelings”, he said ,”if you don’t know them yourself.

Creo que a veces no sentimos todo lo que somos, pero los demás sí lo notan.

All right,” Clara said. “We have our swordsman, so let’s get moving. Brigan, could you attempt, at least, to make yourself presentable? I know this is a war, but the rest of us are trying...

But everyone has some kind of power to hurt people.