“I cannot expiate my sin, yet I am compelled to try. My mind will not let me rest. There must be something… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
I had learned how it felt to want more than the sweet touch of hand to cheek or lips to palm, more… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
My feet will tread soft as a deer in the forest. My mind will be clear as water from the sacred well.… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
“I'm here, Sorcha. I would not believe it at first; it had been so long since he had touched my mind in… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
“What sort of man would you choose for yourself, Liadan?, he asked me. One who is trustworthy, and true to himself, I… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
Wake the sleeper must, and confront his fears, or risk being lost in the dark places of the mind forever. — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
“ My feet will tread soft as a deer in the forest.... My mind will be clear as water from the sacred… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
Brilliant minds make errors, brave souls falter, kind hearts leave scars. We are none of us perfect, but we're all perfectly human. — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
“What came next is very hard to tell. Indeed, I have told it but once before, when I needed to, and I will tell… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
The greatest tales, well told, awaken the fears and longings of the listeners. Each man hears a different story. Each is touched by it… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
After a while, footsteps sounded on the flagstones outside and there was a gentle tap at the door. Of course, one of them would… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
Eat of my deep earth, drink of my living streams, for I am your Mother. Your heart is my wild drum, your breath my… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
I wish- I wish I could dry these tears, I wish I could make this better for you. But I don't know how. — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
“I learned that in the end, only I was responsible for my actions.” — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
“That's lovely singing, Saraid," Eile said. "Is Sorry asleep now?" Saraid shook her head solemnly. "Sorry's sad. Crying." She held the doll against her… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
“I cannot expiate my sin, yet I am compelled to try. My mind will not let me rest. There must be something I could… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
“Don't you long for something different to happen, something so exciting and new it carries you along with it like a great tide, something… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
“ So you do believe in... true love? she whispered. I took a deep breath, I think I have to, I said, blinking back… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
