“ Witch . The word drifted across his mind. We call such women so, because we have no other name .” — Katherine Arden Copy Share Image
“A woman married. Or she became a nun. Or she died. That was what being a women meant. What then, was she?” — Katherine Arden Copy Share Image
“Go out into the world, traveler. See what the long nights and hard days feel like, after a week of them.” “Perhaps I will… — Katherine Arden Copy Share Image
“Sasha looked at his sister. He had never thought of her as girlish, but the last trace of softness was gone. The quick brain, the strong limbs were there: fiercely, almost defiantly present, though concealed beneath her encumbering dress. She was more feminine than she had ever been, and less. Witch. The word drifted across his mind. We call such… — Katherine Arden Copy Share
“The generals fought among themselves. Such times always bred masterless men, and everyone within the Horde’s reach suffered.” — Katherine Arden Copy Share Image
“The lamb came forth at last, draggled and spindly, black as a dead tree in the rain.” — Katherine Arden Copy Share Image
“Every time you take one path, you must live with the memory of the other: of a life left unchosen.” — Katherine Arden Copy Share Image
“Perhaps I am not so wise as you would have me, for all my years in this world. I do not know what you should choose. Every time you take one path, you must live with the memory of the other: of a life left unchosen. Decide as seems best, one course or the other; each way will have its… — Katherine Arden Copy Share
“The brave live,” replied Morozko. “The cowards die in the snow. I did not know which you were.” — Katherine Arden Copy Share Image
“There was a time, not long ago When flowers grew all year When days were long And nights star-strewn And men lived free from… — Katherine Arden Copy Share Image
“Girls were happy to be married. Olga had glowed when her husband put a jewel on her finger and took her away. Maybe Vasya… — Katherine Arden Copy Share Image
“Am I a child? Always someone else must decide for me. But this I will decide for myself.” — Katherine Arden Copy Share Image
“I must be old, Pyotr thought to himself, if my son is being kind to me.” — Katherine Arden Copy Share Image
“We who live forever can know no courage, nor do we love enough to give our lives.” — Katherine Arden Copy Share Image
