When you get tired of worrying and mourning your horse and trying not to be afraid, tell me and I'll do it… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
Right now I'd like all my troubles to stand in front of me in a straight line, and one by one I'd… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
Goodness knows she is too fierce for you Goodness knows she has eyes for a lord Goodness knows she yet will prove… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
Her eyes were distant, and she seemed to be listening to that voice that first told her the story, a mother, sister,… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
She answered by standing and kissing him first and held his cheeks and closed her eyes and felt sure as bones and… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
He looked at her, and the clarity of his dark eyes struck her heart with a sensation of a wound touched. — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
She was born Anidori-Kiladra Talianna Isilee, Crown Princess of Kildenree, and she did not open her eyes for three days. — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
Finn, do you see the lias—whatever, the orange-haired girl?” Razo Gestured ahead. “Do you think she’s pretty?” Finn glanced Dasha’s way, then… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
This morning, Tegus welcomed me again with an arm clasp and cheek touch. I wasn't startled this time, and I breathed in… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
What are you doing?" "Ya!" said Jane, whirling around, her hands held up menacingly. It was Mr. Nobley with coat, hat, and… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
Finn always called it Enna's Stream. He tended to refer to most anything as belonging to her--Enna's Meadow, Enna's Mountain. When he… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
The first building she reached appeared to be an old barn. Only one young guard stood before its bolted door, staring at… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
His brothers could tease him about his height or the number of scars he was collecting on his body. He could take… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
“Well, write me into the list of Those Who Don’t Mind a Bit,” said Cupid, eyeing his perfectly toned arms and chest. “My, but… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
Enna leaned back her head and laughed at the sky. 'Of course he wasn't! Who could kill Razo? — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
“Um… I guess that’s that,” said Cerise. “That?” said Maddie. “That is never that. This is that. Or else that is this. And this… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
The book smelled dusty and old but also carried a sweet tang, a hint of something inviting. She opened to the first page and… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
Geric," she called. He turned back around. "What kind of flowers were they?" "I don't rightly know," he said. He made faltering gestures with… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
How I keep trying to force our story into a fairy tale, but from the beginning, it's been more like a nursery rhyme." "Bizarre… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
“He wildly combed his hair with his fingers. “I can’t bear to be out there with you right now, all those indifferent people watching… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
But, how do you know if an ending is truly good for the characters unless you've traveled with them through every page? — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
The snow was too light to stay, the ground too warm to keep it. And the strange spring snow fell only in that golden… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
Even the jerks earn some of our affection. We can be glad they're gone and yet still mourn the good parts. — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
