280 Quotes by Tui T. Sutherland

Don’t leave out the key adjectives in there. Kill one low-ranked, disappointing brother in order to save the long-lost hero with a bright future. That makes the equation a bit easier.

There’s no difference between justice and revenge.

Dazzling, Grandeur, Exquisite,” Glory muttered, adding those to the list of things she’d memorized in the last day. “And the last one? Let me guess – Splendiferous? Astonishing? Too Beautiful for Dragon Eyes to Bear?” “That’s Fruit Bat,” said Kinkajou.

Oh, I’m not allowed to take art classes anymore,” Cricket said with a kind of carelessness he was pretty sure she was faking. “You can proooooobably guess why.” “Good heavens, Cricket,” he said, putting on the voice she’d used several times already. “No one has ever used that many colors on one piece of paper before. Look at this mess. Why can’t you just draw a normal blue blueberry like every other dragon?

It doesn’t mean anything, this twisting feeling in my chest.

What is with you and faces?” Qibli said. “You should try threatening someone’s elbows or ankles once in a while, just for a change of pace.

One of her daughters sneezed, someone alert the chefs we need a cake! It’s kind of exhausting.

Mightyclaws is working on it now,” Hope answered. She nodded at the dragonet crouched over a flat rock in the pavilion, drawing intently on a square piece of paper. Queen Glory sat beside him, her scales all gold and dark purple, watching quietly over his shoulder. Behind her, Deathbringer was eyeing the forest fiercely. Most NightWings had accepted earrings to free themselves from all of Darkstalker’s spells, even the ones that gave them extra powers.

Or because he couldn’t stand the idea of Moon and Qibli searching Pyrrhia, alone, together?