“She could recall almost nothing of them. She tried a thousand times, but for the greater part that section of her memory… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“I generally find,' Clent murmured after a pause, 'that it is best to treat borrowed time the same way as borrowed money.… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“All these years I've been...I'm...' He still seemed to be choking. 'I'm...an orphan. I'm...I'm alone. I'm...I'm...I'm...free.' He pushed himself up on one… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Some say the favor of the Grand Steward is double-edged. They are wrong. It is all edge, and everybody knows it, and… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Since that time Saracen had been making a name for himself. That name was not ‘Saracen’. Indeed the name was more along… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
Every time I do what you say I tumble a bit farther down this well of darkness, an' this here is a… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“But I don’t want to be grateful. I’m tired of being kicked about like a pebble, and told that I have to… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“She did it on purpose," hissed Treble. "I know she did. But why? Why expose Childersin, and then cause so much chaos… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“By the time Brand Appleton reached the castle grounds, he had acquired a significant crowd. Never in the history of Toll had… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“She’s one of my best friends, thought Neverfell, and most of the time I don’t know what is going on in her… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Mye, do you ever think of the future?’ ‘Do I get to have a future?” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“She had told Erstwhile too much in the past, and thus he knew that occasionally she did go crazy. Sometimes it was… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“He has been dying for a very, very, very long time, and his span came to an end as all eras must.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Over this year, familiarity had done its usual work, picking off the gilded paint one scratch at a time.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“She was gauging him, trying to work out what cards he had up his sleeve. For now he might be able to… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
Yes, I know,’ she said in answer to the unasked, for there was no time for explanations. ‘Yes. My face is spoilt.’… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Habits, places and faces grew into you over time, like tree roots burrowing into stone work.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Just for a moment Neverfell felt as if there were an invisible wire pulled to razor tautness between her and the other… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“It is dangerous to lock oneself away and lose track of what is happening outside.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Clent, however, suppressed any sense of pity without the slightest difficulty. His brain was busy with the icy clockwork of calculation. If only this… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“I swam across the torrent of my madness, and pulled myself upon the shore of a new and better sanity.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Before her escort could react, she sprinted out from their little pool of lantern-light into the darkness, her feet pounding the soft, treacherous clods… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“She was not undamaged, however, and she knew it. No food or drink had passed her lips, but she had drunk deep of the… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“All her life, Neverfell had suffered the dull, embarrassed ache of the knowledge that she was always the maddest person in the room. Funnily… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Well, if you are to help me with my work, you had better get used to stories without endings. True stories seldom have endings.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“And you may comfort yourself with the thought that you have been the caltrop under her satin shoe every step of the way. You… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“The little pedlar, it seemed, fancied that he had the tools to fix the wheel. The footmen were glad to hear this, and agreed… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“For a second, she could almost see Caverna as the Kleptomancer did, a murky, monstrous beauty, smiling her fine-fanged smile as she prepared to… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Has it ever occurred to you that maybe you’re sane? That you’ve always been sane? That perhaps you’re the sanest person in the city?"… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Thank you," she whispered. "I promise I will not interfere in Court business again." "Oh yes, you will." Zouelle looked up to see her… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
