Mathin said: "It is best to take your opponent's sash. The kysin mark each blow dealt, but to cut off the other… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
If you wish, I shall go personally to your City and knock together the heads of Perlith and Galooney. — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
What was she to say? "The prodigal has returned? The mutineer wishes to be reinstated? The subordinate, having gone to a great… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“Sylvi wished she could gouge out the look in Dorogin's stony eyes, and change the course of history. She wished Fthoom had… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
Why do you tell me... so much?" Luthe considered her. "I tell you... some you need to know, and some you have… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
She laughed at him then, because he sounded like a small boy, not like a very large grown-up Beast with a voice… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
I said: "He cannot be so bad if he loves roses so much." "But he is a Beast," said Father helplessly. I… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
It's hard to look too grand when you're led by someone who looks like a pudding with legs. — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“The most serious drawback to the telling-nothing approach is that it made that much more of a mystery of what had happened, and the… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
The magic in that country was so thick and tenacious that it settled over the land like chalk-dust and over floors and shelves like… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“There was something very odd about the carpet this morning… More hedgehogs? Many more hedgehogs? Positively a lake of hedgehogs?” — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
People forgot; it was in the nature of people to forget, to blur boundaries, to retell stories to come out the way they wanted… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“But he hated to see his people people unhappy--because he was a good king, not because he was a nervous one--” — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“[the sheep] sidled up beside him and bumped him lovingly with its head. Val looked at it sadly. "I am sorry, you ugly creature,"… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“Rosie hated her curly golden hair. When she was old enough to hold minimal conversations, the itsy-bitsy-cutesycoo sort of grown-ups would pull the soft… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“There was, too, a reality to her new life that her old life had lacked, and she realized with a shock that she had… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
Oh,' she said, too bone-weary to pretend: 'I would far rather that I love you as I saw yesterday I do than that I… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
