Only a person with the true heart of a dictionary-writer would be lying in bed, three days after being stabbed in the… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
Katsa didn't think a person should thank her for not causing pain. Causing joy was worthy of thanks, and causing pain worthy… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
How unjust then to meet that person you love, and be kept away from them only because ones bed is made of… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
She cried like a person whose heart is broken and wondered how, when two people loved each other, there could be such… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
If we knew a person was going to die, we'd hold harder to the memories." Fire corrected him, in a whisper. "The… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
She couldn't steal herself back from Randa only to give herself away again - belong to another person, be answerable to another… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
She crossed the room to him, put her arms around him, clung to him, turning her face to the side, learning all… — 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
