The worst predijudice is unknowing. We think we treat others as equals, but, in our deepest heart, we regard ourselves as superior. In part, this is because we are, in ways, powerful. But that does not make the race of… — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
“We were passing the city cemetery. Adjoining it was a field occupied only by a couple of amiable and moth-eaten horses, and a grey… — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
Don't you understand that wanting does not belong here, because that is what wounds, and there is never an end to it. — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
Sometimes I am afraid for people like you who have to know things. Your kind will dig and hunt and worry at it until… — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
My favourite mentor brother told me that there were three kinds of people: followers, leaders and scouts. Scouts are capeable of leadership, but they… — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
The mirror had broken into millions of pieces and the wind blew them all over the world. If a person got a speck in… — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
You are born with the yearning arrow, my Glynna, though you are not yet fully aware of it. It is not a happy thing… — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
“And, for a moment, doubt flickered in me, but then I banished it, for surely nothing required courage so much as love, and I… — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
“Do not say only to what a child can feel, for do you not recall how powerfully you experienced emotion as a child?"..."We do… — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
Life has always been a matter of putting one's feet down carefully — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
Laughter is a powerful weapon for it carries the light. To laugh is to defy the darkness. — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
Impatience is not the least of your faults, Malik, it is a kind of greed and someday it may see you undone. — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
Only humans think death is evil. But it is nature. Evil exist's only in life. There is much good and evil alloted to each… — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
“What's your name?' 'Names!' she sniffed, rolling her eyes. 'People always want names, don't they? They're mad about naming. I will let the moment… — Isobelle Carmody Copy Share Image
