“Po’s been sick, you know.” “I’m sorry to hear that,” he said, with no expression. “Don’t be an ass. He’s actually been… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“The baby chattered constantly, asked for the names of plants and animals, made up nonsense poems that Larch strained to hear, for… — Kristin Cashore Plants and animals Copy Share Image
What she really loved was to hang over the edge and watch the bow of the ship slice through the waves. She… — Kristin Cashore Bows Copy Share Image
“Fire was coming to know her guard now, and she understood better than she had before the women who chose to ride… — Kristin Cashore Older sister Copy Share Image
“But that's how memory works," Bitterblue said quietly. "Things disappear without your permission, then come back again without your permission." And sometimes… — Kristin Cashore Bitterblue Copy Share Image
“Katsa couldn’t say where the notion had come from, but once it pushed its way into her mind, it would not leave.… — Kristin Cashore Psychology Copy Share Image
Teddy grinned again. 'Truths are dangerous,' he said. -'Then why are you writing them in a book?' -'To catch them between the… — Kristin Cashore Behinds Copy Share Image
Every configuration of people is an entirely new universe unto itself. — Kristin Cashore People Copy Share Image
Well then," Roen said briskly, "are you sleeping?" "Yes." "Come now. A mother can tell when her son lies. Are you eating?"… — Kristin Cashore Apples Copy Share Image
Your sadness is one of the things that makes you beautiful to me. Don't you see that? I understand it. It makes… — Kristin Cashore Beautiful Copy Share Image
Raff, what have you done to yourself? Your hair is positively blue. — Kristin Cashore Blue Copy Share Image
“They sat on the outcropping of stone and at bread and fruit. Kasta watched the long grass moving around them. The wind… — kristin cashore Sea Copy Share Image
“The fact that at the moment the distinction is being made, a young adult, as opposed to an adult, is the one… — Kristin Cashore Books Copy Share Image
His name was Death. It was pronounced to rhyme with "teeth", but Bitterblue liked to mispronounce it by accident on occassion. — Kristin Cashore Accidents Copy Share Image
She crossed the room to him, put her arms around him, clung to him, turning her face to the side, learning all… — Kristin Cashore Arms Copy Share Image
Go safely. Go safely, she thought to him. what a silly, empty thing it was to say to anyone, anywhere. — Kristin Cashore Empty Copy Share Image
The only way for you to keep your mind straight is to run from those who would confuse you. — Kristin Cashore Mind Copy Share Image
“Madlen came to sit beside her on the bed. "Lady Queen," she said with her own particular brand of rough gentleness. "It… — Kristin Cashore Children Copy Share Image
“Katsa kicked and struck at temples and necks, and the four men lay slumped together on the floor before amazement had even… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“THE MORNING OF her final day of riding Fire woke to an aching back, aching breasts, knotted muscles in her neck and… — Kristin Cashore Final Day Copy Share Image
“Brigan, could you attempt, at least, to make yourself presentable? I know this is a war, but the rest of us are… — Kristin Cashore Deceit Copy Share Image
“A flower splatted against the chest of one of Brigan’s top swordsmen, riding to Fire’s right. When Fire laughed at him, he… — Kristin Cashore Aches and pains Copy Share Image
You have a wound too, Papa." Hanna took Brigan's left hand, which was wrapped in a bandage, and inspected it. "Did you… — Kristin Cashore Firsts Copy Share Image
Why does everybody throw every troublesome thing into the river? — Kristin Cashore Doe Copy Share Image
“In some places and times Brocker’s would have been a mind-boggling story, but not in King’s City and not in the days… — Kristin Cashore Time Copy Share Image
