“Saint Melor’s father was Saint Meliau.” “Was everyone in Bertaèyn a saint, back in the day?” “Everyone who didn’t murder anyone, maybe,” Perrotte said.” — Merrie Haskell Copy Share Image
“An uncomfortable marriage can not bear the strain of the death of a beloved donkey.” — Merrie Haskell Copy Share Image
“I asked him: Why didn’t you just tell me? He said: ‘If I tell you, you’ll just forget at some critical point. If you… — Merrie Haskell Copy Share Image
“Did I never explain to you about love, Reva?' Pa asked. I gave him a look, and he laughed uncomfortably. 'I guess not. Let… — Merrie Haskell Copy Share Image
“The truth is . . . Well, the truth is the truth, and thus worth telling, but sometimes truths are so complicated that it’s… — Merrie Haskell Copy Share Image
“Are you suggesting we eat cursed fruit? Vicious fruit? Attacking fruit?” — Merrie Haskell Copy Share Image
“I held in the sneeze, though, by thinking of the word cucumber. It always works.” — Merrie Haskell Copy Share Image
“I’m alive,” he groaned. “But I’m not doing a very good job of it.” — Merrie Haskell Copy Share Image
“The magical force that had sundered everything in the castle had occasionally made some very odd choices in its destruction—Sand found a hammer that… — Merrie Haskell Copy Share Image
“A falcon. I can see that. I thought you said nothing lived here?” Sand’s face went blank. “There was nothing alive, except for me,… — Merrie Haskell Copy Share Image
