Are you a minor character in my tale, or am I a lesser figure in yours? — Jacqueline Carey Character Copy Share Image
It's funny how despair can soon become an old companion — Jacqueline Carey Companion Copy Share Image
I had begun to think my ripening body would wither untasted on the vine. — Jacqueline Carey Body Copy Share Image
Having a literary agent makes a huge difference in submitting work. My agent has access and tremendous passion. — Jacqueline Carey Access Copy Share Image
Like a falling star, he descended on the Tarbh Cró, a Cassiline berserker, his sword biting and slashing like a silver snake. — Jacqueline Carey Copy Share Image
I can see patterns in events, and behaviors; in mathematics, I follow slower — Jacqueline Carey Behavior Copy Share Image
“A pretty sight; it would have surprised me, if my capacity for surprise wasn't flattened.” — Jacqueline Carey Surprise Copy Share Image
The harp sounds at each passing breeze, but that does not mean the tune is masterfully played. — Jacqueline Carey Breeze Copy Share Image
Love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel. It is inexorable as the tides, and life and death alike follow… — Jacqueline Carey Copy Share Image
Stand at the crossroads if you will, but if you'll not choose, I'll move on without you — Jacqueline Carey Copy Share Image
“A Night-Blooming Flower, a Tsingano witch-boy, and a...a Cassaline whatever. This is what Ysandre sends me. I must be mad.” — Jacqueline Carey Blooming flower Copy Share Image
“How strange it must be, I thought, to be wed not merely as husband and wife but Cruarch and Queen, trading men’s… — Jacqueline Carey Husband and wife Copy Share Image
For this too I learned, that a storyteller's tale may end, but history goes on always. These events, so distant in legend,… — Jacqueline Carey Copy Share Image
“In the general course of things, when beauty passes, the flower bows its head upon the stem and fails. Sometimes, though, when… — Jacqueline Carey Beauty Copy Share Image
There are those who are awkward in the face of sorrow, fearing to say the wrong thing; to them, I say, there… — Jacqueline Carey Copy Share Image
Only insofar as you enjoy being sorry, my dear, which, while it is a considerable amount, occurs only after the fact, thus… — Jacqueline Carey Apology Copy Share Image
“I had grown to love the very city in all its decrepit grandeur. I had walked every inch of it by now.… — Jacqueline Carey Copy Share Image
“That kiss, I cannot describe. It was like a poem, a prayer, a homecoming unlooked-for. It was like dungeon walls crumbling to… — Jacqueline Carey Kiss Copy Share Image
We are all these things [...]. Pride, desire, compassion, cleverness, belligerence, fruitfulness, loyalty...and guilt. But above it all stands love. And if… — Jacqueline Carey Belligerence Copy Share Image
“Profundity fails me.” Father Ramon's gaze rested on Loup. “And perhaps that is fitting, since words have never been your strong suit,… — Jacqueline Carey Catalyst for change Copy Share Image
Fear and lies fester in darkness. The truth may wound, but it cuts clean. — Jacqueline Carey Copy Share Image
And Kushiel sends no punishment that we are not fit to bear. — Jacqueline Carey Bears Copy Share Image
If you will not die for us, you cannot ask us to die for you. — Jacqueline Carey Loyalty Copy Share Image
Pain redeems all. It is the awareness of life, a reminder of death. — Jacqueline Carey Awareness Copy Share Image
“in the arts of covertcy, it is death to second-guess oneself.” — Jacqueline Carey Art Copy Share Image
Grief heals ... unshed tears fester like a canker in the soul. — Jacqueline Carey Death Copy Share Image
“Somewhat to my surprise, there were several polite golf claps. Vampires.” — Jacqueline Carey Vampires Copy Share Image