Before the end, you will pluck snowdrops at midwinter, die…

“Go out into the world, traveler. See what the long nights and hard days feel like, after a week of them.” “Perhaps I will…

— Katherine Arden

“Sasha looked at his sister. He had never thought of her as girlish, but the last trace of softness was gone. The quick brain,…

— Katherine Arden

“The generals fought among themselves. Such times always bred masterless men, and everyone within the Horde’s reach suffered.”

— Katherine Arden

“The lamb came forth at last, draggled and spindly, black as a dead tree in the rain.”

— Katherine Arden

“Every time you take one path, you must live with the memory of the other: of a life left unchosen.”

— Katherine Arden

“Perhaps I am not so wise as you would have me, for all my years in this world. I do not know what you…

— Katherine Arden

“The brave live,” replied Morozko. “The cowards die in the snow. I did not know which you were.”

— Katherine Arden

“There was a time, not long ago When flowers grew all year When days were long And nights star-strewn And men lived free from…

— Katherine Arden

“Girls were happy to be married. Olga had glowed when her husband put a jewel on her finger and took her away. Maybe Vasya…

— Katherine Arden

“Am I a child? Always someone else must decide for me. But this I will decide for myself.”

— Katherine Arden

“I must be old, Pyotr thought to himself, if my son is being kind to me.”

— Katherine Arden

“We who live forever can know no courage, nor do we love enough to give our lives.”

— Katherine Arden

“His voice was like snow at midnight.”

— Katherine Arden

“The more one knows, the sooner one grows old,” Midnight returned cheerfully.”

— Katherine Arden

“In winter it is impossible to be still. Even sitting by the fire, one is watching the coals, stirring the soup, fighting - always…

— Katherine Arden