With the novels, I try to write a few pages a day - it doesn't sound much, but it can be difficult if I'm not sure where the story is going. — Catherine Fisher Copy Share Image
“They came out. They were children. They wore rags and their skin was livid with sores. Their veins were tubes, their hair wire. Sapphique… — Catherine Fisher Copy Share Image
It's safe to tell a secret to one. Risky to tell it to two. To tell it to three is thoughtless folly, everyone else… — Catherine Fisher Copy Share Image
I hate her." Merlin laughed, tossing the stick down. "Not so. You have forgotten how to love. That's a different sorrow. — Catherine Fisher Copy Share Image
“Shut up!" Finn turned, furious. "Look at you both! The only friends I have in this hell and all you can do is fight… — Catherine Fisher Copy Share Image
“She stared out. She saw a vastness, a rising shape, indistinct in the rain, gray in the misty drizzle. At first she had thought it was a cloud, a great bank of fog drifting up over the mountains, but now she realized with a cold awe that it was real, a vast building climbing the mountainside, rising in a countless… — catherine fisher Copy Share
He had wanted so hard to Escape, to find the stars. And all he had found was a new prison. — Catherine Fisher Copy Share Image
“In great ceremony they entered the prison. They were never to be seen again.” — Catherine Fisher Copy Share Image
I have walked a stair of swords, I have worn a coat of scars. I have vowed with hollow words, I have lied my… — Catherine Fisher Copy Share Image
He sang his last song. And the words of that have never been written down. But it was sweet and of great beauty, and… — Catherine Fisher Copy Share Image
The Art Magicke has rules. It means I have to teach you all my tricks. All the substitutions, the replications, the illusions. How to… — Catherine Fisher Copy Share Image
