“His face, at once beautiful and feral, revealed no more than the lion’s face, which says nothing at all as the lion crouches and waits. It speaks only when it springs.” — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share Image
“Be patient, as you must always be patient with new pale seeds buried in the dark ground. When you are stronger, you can begin… — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
“I wish you were small again, so I could hold you in my arms and comfort you. But you are grown, and you know… — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
“He exuded ambiguities she decided, that was his fascination. His mouth spoke; his eyes said something other: his smile belied everything… He played with… — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
[Imagination] must be visited constantly, or else it begins to become restless and emit strange bellows at embarrassing moments; ignoring it only makes it… — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
I thought of you with your hair silver as snow all through that cold, slow journey from Sirle. I felt you troubled deep within… — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
“When he held a candle across the threshold, the black swallowed the fire completely. When he tried to step across it, he felt nothing… — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
Do you become in visible?' 'No. I'm there, if you know how to look. I stand between the place you look at and the… — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
“Morgan," he whispered, "I wish you had not been someone I loved so.” — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
“Tell me the story of the locket.' 'Once upon a time, my lord, in the best and the worst of all possible words, a… — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
Love and anger are like land and sea: They meet at many different places. — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
When you put your hands and mind and heart into the knowing of a thing ... there is no room in you for fear. — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
“He finally took his harp out of the cobwebs, walked out the door, and admitted who he was: the Unforgiven.” — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
“He had no place in the world, he said once, therefore he could go everywhere.” — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
“The tutor's eyelids drooped; his thoughts drained out of his face like water seeping into earth.” — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share
