“The twin grapes looked into the smoked glass and saw a mind full of nothing they could understand.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“In an instant he saw the delusion of his five hundred years. He was not looking into a box; he was looking… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“It draws you in. You twist your mind into new shapes. You start to understand Caverna . . . and you fall… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“She could feel her mind pulling loose like knitting, the neat stitches of her artificial days unravelling to become one mangled thread.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Neverfell was tired, so very tired. Waiting in her room to learn of her fate, her mind kept dropping away into sleep… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“What a mind that woman must have!" he said with admiration. It was the hushed tone of a jeweller studying the largest… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“You see, I had been exploring the tunnels of my own mind, and my greatest idea had come to me." "What was… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Afterward it was hard to be sure exactly when the sublime light had dazzled their minds and driven them mad, since they… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Nobody’s mind ever remains a blank page, however carefully they are locked away from the world.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
It was all very well being told that she could do nothing to make things better. Neverfell did not have the kind… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“It is dangerous to lock oneself away and lose track of what is happening outside.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Clent, however, suppressed any sense of pity without the slightest difficulty. His brain was busy with the icy clockwork of calculation. If only this… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“I swam across the torrent of my madness, and pulled myself upon the shore of a new and better sanity.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Before her escort could react, she sprinted out from their little pool of lantern-light into the darkness, her feet pounding the soft, treacherous clods… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“She was not undamaged, however, and she knew it. No food or drink had passed her lips, but she had drunk deep of the… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“All her life, Neverfell had suffered the dull, embarrassed ache of the knowledge that she was always the maddest person in the room. Funnily… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Well, if you are to help me with my work, you had better get used to stories without endings. True stories seldom have endings.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“And you may comfort yourself with the thought that you have been the caltrop under her satin shoe every step of the way. You… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“The little pedlar, it seemed, fancied that he had the tools to fix the wheel. The footmen were glad to hear this, and agreed… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“For a second, she could almost see Caverna as the Kleptomancer did, a murky, monstrous beauty, smiling her fine-fanged smile as she prepared to… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Has it ever occurred to you that maybe you’re sane? That you’ve always been sane? That perhaps you’re the sanest person in the city?"… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Thank you," she whispered. "I promise I will not interfere in Court business again." "Oh yes, you will." Zouelle looked up to see her… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
