Everyone was willing to take some small risk to lessen the damage of their ambition and disorder and lawlessness. Kristin Cashore More Quotes by Kristin Cashore More Quotes From Kristin Cashore I'd thought once, actually, of taking your mind, if you asked. I'd thought I could help you fall asleep at night." He opened his mouth to say something. Shut it again. His face closed for a moment, his unreadable mask falling into place. He spoke softly. "But that wouldn't be fair; for after I slept you'd be left awake, with no one to help you sleep. Kristin Cashore sleep night fall It made Fire so angry, the thought of such a medicine, a violence done to herself to stop her from creating anything like herself. And what was the purpose of these eyes, this impossible face, the softness and the curves of this body, the strength of this mind; what was the point, if none of the men who desired her were to give her any babies, and all it ever brought her was grief? What was the purpose of a woman monster? Kristin Cashore grief eye baby Fire sat unbreathing. A life that was an apology for the life of his father: It was a notion she could understand, beyond words and thought. She understood it the way she understood music. Kristin Cashore apology fire father How absurd it was that in all seven kingdoms, the weakest and most vulnerable of people - girls, women - went unarmed and were taught nothing of fighting, while the strong were trained to the highest reaches of their skill. Kristin Cashore girl fighting strong His name was Death. It was pronounced to rhyme with "teeth", but Bitterblue liked to mispronounce it by accident on occassion. Kristin Cashore rhyme teeth names The kingdoms' people were at the mercy of the natures of those who rose to be their rulers. It was a gamble, and the current generation did not make for a winning hand. Kristin Cashore winning hands people I've always been led to believe that the ultimate goal for an author is the movie deal. Now I understand that the movie deal is merely a MEANS TO A MUCH HIGHER END: NAIL POLISH. Kristin Cashore goal mean believe You're afraid of your own anger. Kristin Cashore Lady Queen," he said, "You've given me all I want. You're the queen a librarian dreams of. Kristin Cashore queens dream want The fellow who tends the greenhouse gardens? Trust me, Lady, you'd let him stake your tomatoes. Kristin Cashore tomatoes trust-me garden You're beautiful this morning," Archer said, stopping before her, kissing her nose. "You're impossibly sweet in my shirt." That might be but she felt like death. She would gladly make the trade; how blissful it would be to feel impossibly sweet and look like death. Kristin Cashore morning beautiful sweet She would like to restrain from cruelty and receive no admiration for it. Kristin Cashore cruelty admiration I was doing science," Giddon said. "He threw a bean." "I was testing the impact of a bean upon water," Bann said. "That's not even a real thing." "Perhaps I'll test the impact of a bean upon your beautiful white shirt. Kristin Cashore impact real beautiful Tell me what I can do to help you feel better." Well...I always like when you kiss me... "Do you?" You're good at it. "Well, that's lucky. Because I'll always be kissing you. Kristin Cashore kissing feel-better lucky Now we just need to find someone who is close to the king but is really a spy for Mydogg." "That should be easy. I could probably shoot an arrow out the window and hit one. Kristin Cashore spy arrows kings Living is too hard right now. Dying is easy. Let me die. Kristin Cashore let-me dying easy If she was suggesting she was too wise with the weight of her experience to fall prey to infatuation - well, the disproof was sitting before her in the form of a gray-eyed prince with a thoughtful set to his mouth that she found quite distracting. Kristin Cashore thoughtful wise fall Ideas were growing in all directions and dimensions; they were becoming a sculpture, or a castle. And then everyone left her, to return to their own affairs; and she was alone, and empty and unbelieving again. Kristin Cashore castles sculpture ideas Only a person with the true heart of a dictionary-writer would be lying in bed, three days after being stabbed in the gut, worrying about his P's. Kristin Cashore worry heart lying Everybody was strange. In a fit of frustration, she scratched out strange and wrote the word CRACKPOTS in big letters. Kristin Cashore frustration strange letters