The greatest tales, well told, awaken the fears and longings of the listeners. Each man hears a different story. Each is touched… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
Johnny was sobbing in shuddering gasps, telling me his small tale of woe, that the world was suddently different, and that he… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
I have listened to many tales in my life, and told a few of my own. If this has taught me anything,… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
She had sacrificed her childhood to save her brothers; she loved her family above all else, and her spirits yearned to return… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
A wonder tale can be truer than true," I said. I had learned (...) that the deepest kind of truth can be… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
Real life is not quite as it is in stories. In the old tales, bad things happen, and when the tale has… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
Only - only that, if you believe the tales, it's in the nature of our people to go to war and to… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
With respect," said Red, and his voice had gone so quiet people hushed each other to hear him, "my tale is yet… — 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
