“I feel grace. Warm and flowing like a river, it pours over me. I am awash in grace and cannot help but raise my face to it as I would the sun. I want to laugh as it rains downs… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“We are the broken and the damned, the midden heap of Mortain's grace and mercy.” — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“Is that what they teach you at the convent? That the gods demand the hearts from our bodies?” — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“But most of all, faith is love. Hate cannot be fought with hate. Evil cannot be conquered by darkness. Only love has the power… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“I want you to be with me for the right reasons. Not because you feel you must or because you fear we will die,… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“Everyone thinks that my goodness comes easily to me, that it hardly counts because I do not struggle with it, but I do .” — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“I am sorry. I did not see you. Normally you are lurking in the corners or skulking in the shadows, not standing in plain… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“Are you saying I should pretend to be weak so they can feel strong? Is that not telling a lie?” — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“-An altogether frivolous and silly name.- -The child chose it herself. Perhaps an attempt to grasp the very things that others feared her for… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“My guess would be that the girl was worried about her sister’s heart.” “Her heart?” “Yes. For the young ruler had no one to… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“...but thanks to the events of recent weeks, I have far more experience as well. Experience in the falseness of the human heart and… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“What do you know of gods and saints?” I ask, filling my voice with scorn. His fingers drift to the silver oak leaf of… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“Besides, he is one of the few things that has ever loved me and survived.” — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“I was wondering, since I have kissed you three times now, if you might turn into a handsome prince.” At the sight of his… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“One fine moonlit night, Mortain and his Wild Hunt were riding through the countryside when they spied two maids more beautiful than any they… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“It is a raw and uncomfortable realization that Beast is partly behind this newfound will to live. Not for him, but because he reminded… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“I have never been so utterly alone as I am in this moment. There is no one to order me about or tell me… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
