“My writing tools were my most precious belongings. My best quill pen was made from a raven’s feather . . . I was often so poor that I could not pay my mantua-maker, but I always invested in the best… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
Every word we speak calls on 37 muscles and thousands of nerves. It's not surprising that sometimes these nerves and muscles fail us. — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
Fairytales were never really meant for children; they were meant as cautionary tales for teenagers on the verge of growing up. — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
I have struggled all my life with my stuttering. Not to mention all my other speech impediments. I think I have every language disorder… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
“Can we make promises to each other, as if we were truly married? Can we swear to be true and faithful and love only each other and all those things? Because I'm in such pain, Margherita, I need to have you, I need to know that you're mine. I've been in torment since I first saw you. No, since I… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share
She felt as if she had strayed into a fairy tale, as full of peril as of wonder, a place where anything could happen. — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
“Soeur Seraphina gently removed my lace fontanges. It was named for the King’s mistress Angelique de Fontanges, who had lost her hat while hunting… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
I love fairy tales because of their haunting beauty and magical strangeness. They are set in worlds where anything can happen. Frogs can be… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
“Each word was shaped with certainty, and I felt, more strongly than ever before in my life, that I had at last found my true path. I knew the story would change as I told it. No one can tell as tory without transforming it in some way; it is part of the magic of storytelling. Like the troubadors of… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share
Words. I had always loved them. I collected them, like I had collected pretty stones as a child. I liked to roll words over… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
I had always been a great talker and teller of tales. 'You should put a lock on that tongue of yours. It's long enough and sharp enough to slit your own throat,' our guardian warned me, the night before I left home to go to the royal court at Versailles ... I just laughed. 'Don't you know a woman's tongue… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share
