Quote by Frances Hardinge Download Open image ““She felt like an amputee, reaching out reflexively with an arm she no longer had.”” — Frances Hardinge ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.3 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Limbs that weren’t quite working. Suddenly she was going right back down until two strong hands gripped her beneath her” — Mira Lyn Kelly Copy Share Image
“Every time she considered getting up and doing something, her limbs wouldn’t move.” — Sara Shepard Copy Share Image
“A hand closed around her arm, warm and hard, and it could possibly have been comforting if she had possessed the faintest idea whose… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
“There were emotions she wanted to hold in the palm of her hand that were simply no longer there.” — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie Copy Share Image
“It was as if, without realizing it, I had been completely disarmed by her legs.” — Kōbō Abe Copy Share Image
“Her bones felt thin and hollow beneath my fists, but her frailty didn't deter me. I wanted her to feel my pain.” — Courtney Cole Copy Share Image
“I had one option left. Tilt the universe until she fell into my arms.” — Jessica Hawkins Copy Share Image
“I couldn’t reach her. I was never able to reach her. Maybe she moved at a pace too fast. Maybe she was too sad.… — Lauren Slater Copy Share Image
“She didn’t know what to do with the severed leg. She had cut it off, but she didn’t want to touch it or even… — Larry McMurtry Copy Share Image
“Unconsciously, one hand crept down to her belly, where an ache was beginning to blossom.” — Celeste Ng Copy Share Image
“It is dangerous to lock oneself away and lose track of what is happening outside.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Clent, however, suppressed any sense of pity without the slightest difficulty. His brain was busy with the icy clockwork of calculation. If only this… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“I swam across the torrent of my madness, and pulled myself upon the shore of a new and better sanity.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Before her escort could react, she sprinted out from their little pool of lantern-light into the darkness, her feet pounding the soft, treacherous clods… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“She was not undamaged, however, and she knew it. No food or drink had passed her lips, but she had drunk deep of the… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“All her life, Neverfell had suffered the dull, embarrassed ache of the knowledge that she was always the maddest person in the room. Funnily… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Well, if you are to help me with my work, you had better get used to stories without endings. True stories seldom have endings.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“And you may comfort yourself with the thought that you have been the caltrop under her satin shoe every step of the way. You… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“The little pedlar, it seemed, fancied that he had the tools to fix the wheel. The footmen were glad to hear this, and agreed… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“For a second, she could almost see Caverna as the Kleptomancer did, a murky, monstrous beauty, smiling her fine-fanged smile as she prepared to… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Has it ever occurred to you that maybe you’re sane? That you’ve always been sane? That perhaps you’re the sanest person in the city?"… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
“Thank you," she whispered. "I promise I will not interfere in Court business again." "Oh yes, you will." Zouelle looked up to see her… — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
