A dream is the key that unlocks the mysteries of the waking world. Juliet Marillier More Quotes by Juliet Marillier More Quotes From Juliet Marillier Our strength comes from that magic, from the earth and the sky, from the fire and the water. Fly high, swim deep, give back to the earth what she gives you. Juliet Marillier fireskygiving If a man truly loves,....He does not consider the obstacles, the restrictions, the reasons why his choice may be flawed or impratical. 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. Juliet Marillier heartmenthinking Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive. Juliet Marillier alivedarknessmemories You thought you’d never give up your vocation, a voice whispered inside me. You thought you’d never even consider it. But you’ve met the one man who could change your mind. He is your perfect complement. He is Cathal to your Clodagh; he is Bran to your Liadan. No wonder you conjured up those images. No wonder they make you weep. Juliet Marillier giving-upvoicemen You cannot poison what is between us with your foul words. She is my light in the darkness and Johnny is my pathway ahead. Juliet Marillier pathwayslightdarkness 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. Juliet Marillier starsislandssky 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. Juliet Marillier goodbyelonghands Stronger than iron crueler than death sweeter than springtime it lives beyond breath Juliet Marillier springtimeironstronger Water and stone Flesh and bone Night and morn Rose and thorn Tree and wind Heart and mind Juliet Marillier heartwindnight I like the truth, even when it does trouble me. Juliet Marillier troubledoe I wish- I wish I could dry these tears, I wish I could make this better for you. But I don't know how. Juliet Marillier drytearswish My daughter," I said blankly. "I see. Correct me if I am wrong, but I thought it took a man, as well as a woman, to make a child. Is this infant's father to be a crab, or a seagull maybe? Or were you planning to shipwreck some likely sailor on my doorstep, so I can make convenient use of him? Juliet Marillier daughterfatherchildren More like some small, fierce bird of prey, something with a sharp bite. An owl perhaps, that speaks only when the rest of the world sleeps. Jenny will do well enough. Juliet Marillier owlsleepbird I know it's hard for you to trust me. If I ever find the man who did this to you, who made you so frightened, I'll kill him with my bare hands. But you can trust me. Juliet Marillier trust-memenhands My world was changing, and I was not ready for it. Juliet Marillier not-readyreadyworld a tree is never just a tree, it is bigger and deeper and wiser than a girl like you will ever be. Juliet Marillier like-yougirltree Perhaps he could still weave together the broken threads of his life. And yet, I wanted him here now. I needed him here. In the darkness, if I sat very still, I could almost feel his presence by me, quite near, but not too near. Didn't I promise to keep you safe, he would say softly. I have never broken a promise. Don't look so worried, Jenny. And yet, he would be careful. Careful not to move too close. Careful not to frighten me. Waiting still. I am your shelter. Don't be afraid. Juliet Marillier brokenwaitingmoving Wake the sleeper must, and confront his fears, or risk being lost in the dark places of the mind forever. Juliet Marillier riskdarkforever This had been real: real in its flaws and uncertainties, real in its small triumphs, real in its compromises and understanding. Juliet Marillier triumphunderstandingreal A wonder tale can be truer than true," I said. I had learned (...) that the deepest kind of truth can be found in the strangest and wildest of stories. One may not meet a fire-breathing dragon on the way to the well. One may not encounter an army of toothed snakes in the woodshed. That does not make the wisdom in those tales any less real. Juliet Marillier armyrealfire
