227 Quotes by Juliet Marillier

The person they’d locked up last summer was gone, and she wasn’t coming back.

A tale can start in many ways. Thus, it is many tales, and at the same time each of these is but one way of telling the same story.

Somewhere, beneath that darkness, I had seen both strength and honor. But his words of despair mocked my efforts at healing.

When the Fair Folk gave you an instruction, you followed it, whether it suited you or not. That was just the way it was.

Meanwhile, the great ash would rest where she lay, and mosses would creep over her trunk, and tiny creatures make their homes her dim hollows. Even in death she was a link in the great chain of the forest’s being.

There’s a light shining in him, moving him forward: the light of freedom. That’s what draws all of us to follow, to take risks, to keep on fighting when we see our comrades fall beside us. But there’s no light without shadow.

I do not view suicide as wicked, just terribly sad. There is only one death, but it is like a stone cast into a pond – the ripples stretch far. Such an act must leave a burden of sorrow, guilt, shame and confusion on an entire family. A natural death, such as my father suffered, is hard enough to deal with. A decision to end one’s life must be still more devastating for those left behind. I cannot imagine the degree of hopelessness someone must feel to contemplate such an act.

How could you live without human touch? Wasn’t that the first thing you knew, when you came into the world and they laid you on your mother’s belly? Her hand would come across and stroke your back, and cup your head, and she would smile through tears of exhaustion and wonderment. That touch of love would be the very first thing for you.

About happy endings. Folk like a story to finish well. Doesn’t matter if that’s true to life or not. Helps to hear about folk being content. About good folk getting what they deserve. While you’re listening you can believe, for a bit, that you’re good too. Worth a happy ending.