337 Quotes by Kristin Cashore

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.

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

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

It's as if when I open myself up to every perception, things create their own focus.

And then, with all of her might, she focused her attention on the back of Po's head and screamed his name, inside her mind. He pulled on his reins so hard that his horse screeched and staggered and almost sat down. Her own horse nearly collided with his. And he looked so startled and flabbergasted - and irritated - that she couldn't help it: She exploded with laughter.

People other than she might love those umbrellas someday, probably not for Jane's reasons, but for their own reasons — reasons Jane won't know or understand. Jane is beginning to appreciate this wonderful, surreal fact about the creative process.

She could sleep in his room because Mari was safe. He wasn't going to turn into a different person with no warning. Sometimes she woke in the confusion of a fading nightmare. The sight of him at his desk lit by a single lamp, the sound of his pen scratching, calmed her panic. Listening to him working, she fell asleep again. They talked about sex sometimes, but only as a concept. They'd decided together that it wasn't something they would do, at least not until they had talked about it more.

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 your love?""Would you marry me, Fire, if I slept in no one's bed but yours?"He knew the answer to that, but it didn't hurt to remind him. "No, and I should find my bed quite cramped.

A monster that refused, sometimes, to behave like a monster. When a monster stopped behaving like a monster, did it stop being a monster? Did it become something else?