“I quite like eggs,” I replied firmly, well aware that the enchantments he described would all turn strange and sour, even deadly,… — Margaret Rogerson Copy Share Image
“Why do we desire, above all other things, that which has the greatest power to destroy us?” — Margaret Rogerson Destruction Copy Share Image
“They looked like a pair of cupids who had decided they liked shooting people with real arrows better. They were horrible. I… — Margaret Rogerson Copy Share Image
“I didn’t want to listen to Rook offering me roses whose perfume would make me forget all my childhood memories, or diamonds… — Margaret Rogerson Childhood memories Copy Share Image
“I wondered if my head and heart would ever reconcile, or whether I'd just cursed myself to relive this moment for the… — Margaret Rogerson An-enchantment-of-ravens Copy Share Image
“Walking along a blade’s edge was only fun until the blade stopped being a metaphor.” — Margaret Rogerson Copy Share Image
“Frankly, I had no idea how anyone knew if they were in love in the first place. Was there ever a single… — Margaret Rogerson First place Copy Share Image
“When terrible things have happened to you, sometimes the promise of something good can be just as frightening.” — Margaret Rogerson Fear Copy Share Image
“You are empty,” I said, my throat working, “and cruel.” “Ah. Yes, now that is true. Would you like to know the… — Margaret Rogerson Change Copy Share Image
“But isn’t absurdity part of being human? We aren’t ageless creatures who watch centuries pass from afar. Our worlds are small, our… — Margaret Rogerson Existentialism Copy Share Image
“What must it be like? To meet someone, to forge a connection, all in the span of one golden afternoon—only to find… — Margaret Rogerson Next day Copy Share Image
“Yet no matter what they were doing, everyone in the forest waited with an indrawn breath, waiting for the taste of autumn,… — Margaret Rogerson Change Copy Share Image
“What a pretty bird you are," I crooned. His struggling slowed, then stilled. I felt him cock his head. "What a lovely… — Margaret Rogerson Rook Copy Share Image
“Then he strode right over and, in one smooth motion, insinuated himself into the bed next to me, facing me, under the… — Margaret Rogerson Open book Copy Share Image
“We were in the autumnlands. Dim as it was, the forest glowed. The golden leaves flashing by blazed like sparks caught in… — Margaret Rogerson Dry leaves Copy Share Image
“Isobel. Isobel, listen. The teapot is of no consequence. I can defeat anyone, at any time.” — Margaret Rogerson Time Copy Share Image
“Rook's heart beat against my fingertips through his soft feathers, and my eyes sank closed as I murmured drowsy endearments to the… — Margaret Rogerson Heart beat Copy Share Image
“Ah, but you were not a pawn. All along, you have been the queen.” — Margaret Rogerson Copy Share Image
“My twin sisters weren’t precisely human. They’d begun life as a pair of goat kids before a fair one had had too… — Margaret Rogerson Last year Copy Share Image
“I snorted, completely unsurprised. “Fair folk are impossible.” “That’s irregular, coming from a human who can’t even eat a raw hare.” Hastening… — Margaret Rogerson New moon Copy Share Image
“I enlisted Rook’s help in wedging myself up into the corner of the settee, because I wasn’t sure I could sit upright… — Margaret Rogerson Copy Share Image
“I knew you talked to books. I didn't realize they listened.” — Margaret Rogerson Book-quote Copy Share Image
“And we wouldn't live happily ever after, because I don't believe in such nonsense, but we both had a long, bold adventure… — Margaret Rogerson Copy Share Image
“After he left, I couldn’t shake the notion that he’d insisted on ravens for a reason. I was almost finished cleaning up… — Margaret Rogerson Time Copy Share Image
“When the world failed me, I could always lose myself in my work.” — Margaret Rogerson Failure Copy Share Image
