227 Quotes by Juliet Marillier

Who would awaken the past? It shines like a sunriseAnd cuts like a fine blade.

Quem é esta mulher?De cabelo cor de fogoOlhos sábios como os de uma corujaMãos fortes como as de um guerreiroDelicadas como as de uma mãe,Toda ela é guerra por foraE bondade por dentroSegue o seu rumoO seu nome é Blackthorn""Quem é este homem?Força nas mãos Verdade nos olhosAmor no coraçãoHonra no seu espíritoO nome dele é Grim

I like your anger,' the Hag said mildly. 'I like your resistance. It makes you less than courteous, but altogether more interesting.

His heart and mine added a rhythm all their own. We turned and turned, and with every turning we breathed a little more quickly and held on a little more tightly, and when we came back to the place we started, we stopped dancing and stood with our arms around each other, holding on as if we would never let go, not if the sky fell and the whole world came to an end.

His touch was like a bard's on his instrument, and it awakened a deep and mysterious music in my body.

He had always understood me better, without words. So I laid my hand on my heart, held it there for a moment, and then moved it over and touched my palm against his breast.

Let there be a time in the future, I prayed, when he laughs with his children, and plays on the shore with them, and spends all his nights in loving arms. Let us have that. To whom I was praying I did not know. The future was in our own hands. If we wanted a world where such things were possible, it was for us to make it.

I like the truth, even when it does trouble me.

There is no truth on this island of yours. Rather, there are as many truths as there are stars in the sky; and every one of them different.