“For my mother, Nedda Previtera Cashore, who has a meatball Grace, and my father, J. Michael Cashore, who is Graced with losing… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Not all daughters were like their fathers. A daughter monster chose the monster she would be.” — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
Part a of scene from 'Bitterblue' between Madlen (Bitterblue's medicine woman) and Bitterblue: Madlen came to sit beside her [Bitterblue] on the… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
Fire sat unbreathing. A life that was an apology for the life of his father: It was a notion she could understand,… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Lienid are so odd; your reactions are never what mine would be. You, so calm, when I’ve hurt you so badly. Your… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“All right. But rocks, Mother, I hope I’ll never be called king.” “You once hoped you’d never be a soldier.” “Don’t remind… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“First, everyone's going to die. Second, love is stupid. It has nothing to do with reason. You love whomever you love. Against… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I think you take over my mind,” Larch said, “with your words.” Immiker’s smile widened, and then he began to laugh.… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“For every peaceful man, there was a man who wanted to hurt her, even kill her, because she was a gorgeous thing… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“If we're to be judged by our parents and grandparents, then we all may as well impale ourselves upon bits of rock.” — kristin cashore Copy Share Image
“He rubbed his head. “I’ve always thought it strange that my mother and father have no suspicions about Leck, even knowing his… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Not all sons were like their fathers. A son chose the man he would be. Not all daughters were like their fathers.… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Drops of rain pattered onto her scarf and her shoulders. “Your mother had red hair,” Brigan said, lightly, as if they didn’t… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Why were his eyes so uneasy? Why was he looking at the table and the floor, but never into her face? It… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
Helda's been trying to impress me with the embroidery on the sheets. One more minute and I thought I might use them… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
And," he continued, his strange smile gleaming, "as I see it, our hearts are not so different in size. I murdered my… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“It’s what they do, Father,” Immiker explained to him, over and over. “It’s part of their monstrous power. They stun you with… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“hope you’re right, Mother, because I don’t care how highly you think of her. If she’s like Cansrel I’ll snap her neck.”… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“IMMIKER HAD HOBBIES. He liked to play with little monsters. He liked to tie them down and peel away their claws, or… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Cansrel, her beautiful monster father. Monsters in the Dells came from monsters. A monster could breed with a non-monster of its species—her… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
If we're to be judged by our parents and grandparents, then we all may as well impale ourselves upon jagged bits of… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Madlen came to sit beside her on the bed. "Lady Queen," she said with her own particular brand of rough gentleness. "It… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Back onto their horses, and shortly thereafter word had come around from the command units that any soldier brawling over any matter relating to… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“The girls clipped and swept, and Katsa’s hair fell away. She thrilled at the unfamiliar chill of air on her neck. And wondered if… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Raffin appeared again, a floor above her, on the balconied passageway that ran past his workrooms. He leaned over the railing and called down… — Kristin cashore Copy Share Image
“When you’re a monster, she thought, you are thanked and praised for not behaving like a monster. She would like to restrain from cruelty… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“She glanced up at him, and in that moment he pulled his wet shirt over his head. She forced her mind blank. Blank as… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“She had thought she'd already reached her capacity for pain and had no room inside her for more. But she remembered having told Archer… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“He thinks it's dangerous for us to leave each other so much freedom and make these vague plans to travel together in the future,… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
Ideas were growing in all directions and dimensions; they were becoming a sculpture, or a castle. And then everyone left her, to return to… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Papa?” she said, turning in circles now, spinning to look at each of the entrances. “Do you mean Papa? Where?” He came through an… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“He decided to mark this new era in his life with a change of his foolish, sentimental name. The people of this land had… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
I know you don't want this, Katsa. But I can't help myself. The moment you came barreling into my life I was lost. I'm… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
