“My nightly craft is winged in white, a dragon of night dark sea. Swift born, dream bound and rudderless, her captain and crew are me. We've sailed a hundred sleeping tides where no seaman's ever been And only my white-winged… — Anne McCaffrey Copy Share Image
To cry was to release all sorts of ugly little pressures and tensions. Like waking out of a long, dark dream to a sun-filled day. — Anne McCaffrey Copy Share Image
I have my good days and my bad days, but I don't have as much energy as I used to back when I was… — Anne McCaffrey Copy Share Image
I'm very fond of the Talent series, and also the Crystal Singer trio. — Anne McCaffrey Copy Share Image
Each email contains an unsubscribe link. We will NEVER sell, rent, loan, or abuse your email address in ANY way. Writing has been so… — Anne McCaffrey Copy Share Image
“The blackest night must end in dawn, the light dispel the dreamer's fear.” — Anne McCaffrey Copy Share Image
The horse, the noblest, bravest, proudest, most courageous and certainly the most perverse and infuriating animal that humans ever domesticated — Anne McCaffrey Copy Share Image
I don't often reread my own books, unless I am going into another in the series and need to refresh my mood when originating… — Anne McCaffrey Copy Share Image
But Ship Who Sang remains my favorite story. I really rocked folks with that and still cannot read it aloud myself without weeping at… — Anne McCaffrey Copy Share Image
How could she have believed such an artificial life as the theatre was suitable? — Anne McCaffrey Copy Share Image
I didn't raise Todd to be a writer, but he happened to be one anyway — Anne McCaffrey Copy Share Image
