“Sometimes the strong give birth to the weak. An sometimes the weak grow to be strong” — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“How did you find me? The heartstone? he says. I look into his eyes. His silver moonlight eyes. The still calmwater heart… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“Then Jack. Tellin me, farewell not goodbye, I’ll see you out west an – oh, by the way – yer in my… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“There! You see, Saba? There can be beauty anywhere. Even here. An if it ain’t there, you can make it yerself.” — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“We're bein cut asunder, Lugh an me. Bit By bit. An it makes me think. It makes me wonder. Is this how… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“We have a destiny, he says. Together, Saba. We're born to command, not obey.” — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“I ain't never seen a creature like that before, she says. He's so smart, he's- More, like a person than a bird?… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“I know it's selfish of me to even think of sayin this. You deserve a guy who'll... pluck the stars from the… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“Lugh got born first. On Midwinter Day when the sun hangs low in the sky. Then me. Two hours later. That pretty… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“The night starts to drift in. The crimson fingers of the dyin sun bleed into gray. The first stars blink down at us. Not… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“Travelling men make wide detours just to be in the same room as her. That's the most that even the best of of them… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“Feeling sorrow is fine, he says. It's right. But you need to use those feelings, channel them into action. Just as you did with… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“Whatever it is, I sure didn’t go lookin fer it. You don’t hafta, she says. If it’s meant to be, it’ll find you. We… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“Don't give in to fear. Be strong, like i know you are. An never give up, d'you unnerstand, never. No matter what happens. I… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“You got three seconds, he says, then they're comin down. He starts to count. One... two... I turn and run. I can still hear… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“We ain't got time fer you to yell at me or fer me to tell you everythin that's happened, so I'm jest gonna cover… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
