“For once he didn't stop himself. The pressure of song was too strong, the need for distraction too great. Then he found that the music caged behind his closed teeth was the melody Kestrel had played for him months ago.… — Marie Rutkoski Copy Share Image
“They had been dreamers. Her father always said that this was why they had been easy to conquer.” — Marie Rutkoski Copy Share Image
Whether we think of Disney's blonde beauty and her pumpkin carriage or Marissa Meyer's recent recasting of 'Cinderella' as a cyborg in the young… — Marie Rutkoski Copy Share Image
“For a while there was no other sound than the liquid whisper of my brush across paper, and as I painted,I thought about how… — Marie Rutkoski Copy Share Image
“There it was again. That look, livid with hidden things. A secret. 'What is it, Kestrel? Tell me what's wrong.” — Marie Rutkoski Copy Share Image
“An emotion clamped down on her heart. It squeezed her into a terrible silence. But he said nothing after that, only her name, as if her name were not a name but a question. Or perhaps that it wasn’t how he had said it, and she was wrong, and she’d heard a question simply because the sound of him speaking… — Marie Rutkoski Copy Share
I love seeing a story evolve over several books and watching characters develop. — Marie Rutkoski Copy Share Image
“I can't - Kestrel, you must understand that I would never claim you. Calling you a prize - my prize - it was only… — Marie Rutkoski Copy Share Image
“Tch. Lovely lady, won’t you hear my plan? It is the very best. You’ll like it. Here it is: I am waiting.” “Sunbathing.” “Waiting,… — Marie Rutkoski Copy Share Image
“Kestrel's eyes slipped shut. She faded in and out of sleep. When Arin spoke again, she wasn't sure whether he expected her to to… — Marie Rutkoski Copy Share Image
For many, many years, I thought that I wasn't good enough or that I would never be able to create something that could touch… — Marie Rutkoski Copy Share Image
