Juliet Marillier

“You know not, yet, the sort of love that strikes like a lightning bolt; that clutches hold of you by the heart, as irrevocably as death; that becomes the lodestar by which you steer the rest...”

“I like the truth, even when it does trouble me.”

“There is no truth on this island of yours. Rather, there are as many truths as there are stars in the sky; and every one of them different.”

“If she were here I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off her. I would hold her so close she'd beg me to let her breathe. I'd kiss her so hard she'd plead for mercy. I'd unfasten her clothing...”

“If a man truly loves, he gives no heed to what others may think. His heart has no room for that, for it is filled to the brim with the unutterable truth of his feelings.”

“This is a long goodbye, yet not time enough. I have no aptitude for this. I cannot learn this. I would hold on, and hold on, until my hands clutch at emptiness.”

“I wonder how it takes you, that moment when everything turns to shadows. - Somerled.”

“And as I watched him, I knew that in every dark night there was, somewhere, a small light burning that could never be quenched.”

“Hope fought hard to stay alive. Even when you thought it was beaten to nothing, burned to ashes, drowned deep, still it flickered away, waiting to be found again.”

“He used to say, God is everywhere. In the work of your hands; in the beating of a bird's wings; in the roots of an oak and in the stones of the riverbed. In the rising of the sun. In the hea...”

“My advice to aspiring writers of fantasy trilogies or series is that each book needs two main plots. There's the 'big story', the over-arching grand plot of the entire series, and there is t...”

“Who is this woman? Hair like fire, Wise eyes like owl eyes, Strong hands like a warrior's.”