It's hard to look too grand when you're led by someone who looks like a pudding with legs. — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
Oh, why does compassion weaken us?' It doesn't, really...Somewhere where it all balances out-don't the philosophers have a name for it, the… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
Perhaps it is a human thing, to look upon such beauty and fail to encompass it. — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
One day" she told them, "when you have retired, you will go to live with a family who will love you for… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
One doesn't generally look into mirrors when one is especially angry; one has better things to do, like pace the floor or… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
So, what do you do when you know you have two days to live? Eat an entire Bitter Chocolate Death cake all… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
He looked at her rather as a man looks at a problem that he would very much prefer to do without. She… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
It's hard to look too grand when you're led by someone who looks like a pudding with legs. — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“The most serious drawback to the telling-nothing approach is that it made that much more of a mystery of what had happened, and the… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
The magic in that country was so thick and tenacious that it settled over the land like chalk-dust and over floors and shelves like… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“There was something very odd about the carpet this morning… More hedgehogs? Many more hedgehogs? Positively a lake of hedgehogs?” — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
People forgot; it was in the nature of people to forget, to blur boundaries, to retell stories to come out the way they wanted… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“But he hated to see his people people unhappy--because he was a good king, not because he was a nervous one--” — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“[the sheep] sidled up beside him and bumped him lovingly with its head. Val looked at it sadly. "I am sorry, you ugly creature,"… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“Rosie hated her curly golden hair. When she was old enough to hold minimal conversations, the itsy-bitsy-cutesycoo sort of grown-ups would pull the soft… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“There was, too, a reality to her new life that her old life had lacked, and she realized with a shock that she had… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
Oh,' she said, too bone-weary to pretend: 'I would far rather that I love you as I saw yesterday I do than that I… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
