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.

Then come here,” he said, a bit redundantly, as he had already pulled her with him into an armchair and curled her up in his arms. “Tell me what I can do to help you...

Circumstances don’t always align themselves with human intention.

I’ve always been led to believe that the ultimate goal for an author is the movie deal. Now I understand that the movie deal is merely a MEANS TO A MUCH HIGHER END: NAIL POLISH.

They seemed no closer to the tops of the peaks that rose before them. It was only by looking back, to the forest far below, that she knew they’d climbed.

Now we just need to find someone who is close to the king but is really a spy for Mydogg.” “That should be easy. I could probably shoot an arrow out the window and hit...

If she took Po as her husband, she would be making promises about a future she couldn’t yet see. For once she became his wife, she would be his forever. And, no matter how much...

Roen snorted. “You two have the strangest relationship in the Dells.”Archer smiled slightly. “She won’t consent to make it a marriage.””I can’t imagine what’s stopping her. I don’t suppose you’ve considered being less munificent with...

Gratitude takes less energy than anger.

Cuesta tanto seguir con vida -le susurró a la mente de la dama-. Morir es fácil. Déjame morir.

Find something useful to do with your morning,’ she thought to him as she neared her chambers. ‘Do something heroic in front of an audience. Knock a child into a river while no one’s looking...

Of course, it was impossible, in this company, not to think about balances of power. Raffin and Bann glanced at each other now and then, sharing silent agreement, teasing each other, or just resting their...

Raffin and Bann stood together, propped against the wall and against each other, half dozing. At one point, Raffin, not knowing he had one small, curious witness, gave Bann a sleepy kiss on the ear....

Not all people who inspire devotion are monsters.

I know this is war, but the rest of us are trying to pretend it’s a party.

Lloró como alguien con el corazón roto, y se preguntó por qué, si dos personas se amaban, podía experimentarse tanto desconsuelo.

Helda’s been trying to impress me with the embroidery on the sheets. One more minute and I thought I might use them to hang myself.””My mother did the embroidery,” Bittterblue said.Katsa clapped her mouth shut...

Would you please do me the honor of telling me WHAT THE BLAZES IS GOING ON?

She had thought she’d already reached her capacity for pain and had no room inside her for more. But she remembered having told Archer once that you could not measure love on a scale of...