The other mammoths were as protective of the dying as they were of newborns, and they gathered around tying to make the fallen one get up. When all was over, they buried the dead ancestor under piles of dirt, grass,… — Jean M. Auel Copy Share Image
I probably read 100 times more than I write, but that way when I move my characters through it, I know. — Jean M. Auel Copy Share Image
“Ayla, what am I doing wrong?" he asked, standing in front of her, dripping. "It's not you. I'm the one who's doingit wrong." "You're… — Jean M. Auel Copy Share Image
Of the two, I would think of my work as closer to Science Fiction than Fantasy. — Jean M. Auel Copy Share Image
“A person could resist popular belief and stand up for personal principles, and though there may be consequences, not everything would necessarily be lost.… — Jean M. Auel Copy Share Image
“Children are always a joy, but pain, too. And they all must lead their own lives. Even Mut will let Her children go their… — Jean M. Auel Copy Share Image
I can move my characters through it easily, because I understand the background; I've really studied it. — Jean M. Auel Copy Share Image
Though my books are written from a historical perspective, I have goon so far back that I am in the realm of prehistorical speculation… — Jean M. Auel Copy Share Image
I think of my books as mainstream and that's were most people who read them look for them in book stores. — Jean M. Auel Copy Share Image
She lifted the drooping muzzle with both hands...It was a special embrace saved for special occasions. — Jean M. Auel Copy Share Image
“In a world so empty of human life, there was comfort in the thought that an invisible realm of spirits was aware of their… — Jean M. Auel Copy Share Image
Again Creb grunted. It was the usual noncommittal comment used by men when responding to a woman. It carried only enough meaning to indicate… — Jean M. Auel Copy Share Image
