The more I see and hear, the more I realize how much I don't know. — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“For a moment, it was almost as if they were friends again.” — Kristin Cashore Fantasy Copy Share Image
If I wanted to stun anyone at dinner, I'd hit them in the face. — Kristin Cashore Dinner Copy Share Image
Love is stupid. It has nothing to do with reason. You love whomever you love. — Kristin Cashore Love Copy Share Image
Then she marched to the pillows and beat them mercilessly until they lay puffed out like obedient clouds. — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
Everybody was strange. In a fit of frustration, she scratched out strange and wrote the word CRACKPOTS in big letters. — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Love doesn't measure that way, she thought to him. And you may blame me for your feelings, but it isn't fair to… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“No pienso resolver a golpes nuestras discrepancias. Lo que hacemos (...) es para ayudarnos el uno al otro, no para usarlo en… — Kristin Cashore Amor Copy Share Image
While I was looking the other way your fire went out. Left me with cinders to kick into dust, what a waste… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
Great seas," he said. "What do you want?" He held the candle up to her face. "Po, what do you want?" "She… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
And you may blame me for your feelings, but it isn't fair to blame me for how you've chosen to behave. — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Could you attempt, at least, to make yourself presentable? I know this is a war, but the rest of us are trying… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
Fire sat unbreathing. A life that was an apology for the life of his father: It was a notion she could understand,… — Kristin Cashore Apology Copy Share Image
Katsa watched the long grass moving around them. The wind pushed it, attacked it, struck it in one place and then another.… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“First, everyone's going to die. Second, love is stupid. It has nothing to do with reason. You love whomever you love. Against… — Kristin Cashore Love Copy Share Image
“We have our swordsman, so let's get moving. Brigan, could you attempt, at least, to make yourself presentable? I know this is… — Kristin Cashore Swordsman Copy Share Image
As she left the room, Po went to Katsa, pulled her up, sat himself in her chair, and drew her into his… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Truths are dangerous," he said. "Then why are you writing them in a book?" "To catch them between the pages," said Teddy,… — Kristin Cashore Books 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
You're beautiful this morning," Archer said, stopping before her, kissing her nose. "You're impossibly sweet in my shirt." That might be but… — Kristin Cashore Archer Copy Share Image
“Shall I choose a life of bleakness, then, Archer, just to stay alive? I won’t hide in a room with the doors… — Kristin Cashore Fall in love Copy Share Image
“When she came back minutes later with a great, fat, skinned rabbit, Po had built a fire. The flames cast orange light… — Kristin Cashore Fire 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
“You’ve arrived!” Katsa grinned up at him. Then she looked closer—stood on her toes, for he was so very tall. She grabbed… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Drops of rain pattered onto her scarf and her shoulders. “Your mother had red hair,” Brigan said, lightly, as if they didn’t… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“It was the least I could do,” Po said, drily, “and I see you’ve already skinned that hare. I’m beginning to think… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“The Monsean queen is grieving terribly for Grandfather Tealiff,” Giddon said. “A Monsean merchant spoke of it.” “I’d heard she wasn’t eating,”… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
It made Fire so angry, the thought of such a medicine, a violence done to herself to stop her from creating anything… — Kristin Cashore Angry Copy Share Image
Our own story is even more important for us to know than history. — Kristin Cashore History Copy Share Image
Do you understand? I don't want you to do a thing if you don't understand it. — Kristin Cashore Learning Copy Share Image
Some of the smartest men have a hard time comprehending the obvious. — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
Are you determined to leave me in this world to live without my heart? — Kristin Cashore Determined Copy Share Image
