Words. I had always loved them. I collected them, like I had collected pretty stones as a child. I liked to roll words over my tongue like a lump of molten honeycomb, savouring the sweetness, the crackle, the crunch. — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
Every word we speak calls on 37 muscles and thousands of nerves. It's not surprising that sometimes these nerves and muscles fail us. — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
Fairytales were never really meant for children; they were meant as cautionary tales for teenagers on the verge of growing up. — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
I have struggled all my life with my stuttering. Not to mention all my other speech impediments. I think I have every language disorder… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
“Can we make promises to each other, as if we were truly married? Can we swear to be true and faithful and love only… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
She felt as if she had strayed into a fairy tale, as full of peril as of wonder, a place where anything could happen. — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
“Soeur Seraphina gently removed my lace fontanges. It was named for the King’s mistress Angelique de Fontanges, who had lost her hat while hunting… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
I love fairy tales because of their haunting beauty and magical strangeness. They are set in worlds where anything can happen. Frogs can be… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
“Each word was shaped with certainty, and I felt, more strongly than ever before in my life, that I had at last found my… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
Words. I had always loved them. I collected them, like I had collected pretty stones as a child. I liked to roll words over… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
I had always been a great talker and teller of tales. 'You should put a lock on that tongue of yours. It's long enough… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
