Go on, son, you're not doing me any good by bleeding. Shannon Hale More Quotes by Shannon Hale More Quotes From Shannon Hale You've been quiet lately...but it's not so much the quiet as something inside the quiet. Shannon Hale quiet The three girls were sitting and lying beside her, holding one another, weeping, their arms and legs and hair tangled like the roots of close trees, sobs shaking them like leaves in a high wind. Shannon Hale girlhairlying Razo was sorely tempted to assert that all was true and he'd lost his horns and tail in a tragic childhood accident Shannon Hale childhoodtailslost Her eyes were distant, and she seemed to be listening to that voice that first told her the story, a mother, sister, or aunt. Then her voice, like her singing, cut through the crickets and crackling fire. Shannon Hale cuttingeyemother Get back in my cot, girl," said Gilsa. "You're sickly." No, I'm not," said Ani. Oh, no? Well, maybe stubbornness is a sickness, did you ever think of that? Shannon Hale sicknessgirlthinking But when she turned her back to the lights, she saw that the night was so dark...She could not see the stars. The world felt as high as the depthless night sky and deeper than she could know. She understood, suddenly and keenly, that she was too small to run away, and she sat on the damp ground and cried. Shannon Hale starsdarkrunning No one had ever called her wild before. She wanted to be wild now, for him. Wild seemed more enticing then a bowl of berries. Shannon Hale enticingberrieswanted Clearly she was expected to say something, but panic at having to speak stole the thoughts from her head. Shannon Hale panicshyspeak What? Don't British women know how to use their knees? Shannon Hale kneesbritishuse Just like the old adage--what you dislike most in other people is what you dislike the most in yourself-- Shannon Hale adagesdislikepeople ...all things speak, in their way, don't they? Shannon Hale speakall-thingsway Truth is when your mind and your gut agree. Shannon Hale gutstruth-ismind Really, becoming a writer sounds more like a mental illness than a professional choice. Shannon Hale becomingchoicessound We know it's all just daydreaming...But sometimes, it'd be nice just to hold something real in your hands that felt like a measure of your worth. Shannon Hale nicerealhands Poor gosling. It hurts to be lost. And worse to be home with no kind of homecoming...I'll be lucky if I can do as well as you when all this's done, just a bit out of breath, a bit bruised and scratched, a bit wiser and sadder for it all. Shannon Hale luckyhurthome I'm not bossy - I just happen to be more capable than most everyone else. Shannon Hale bossycapablehappens Seriously, a thirty-something woman shouldn't be daydreaming about a fictional character in a two-hundred-year-old world to the point where it interfered with her very real and much more important life and relationships. Of course she shouldn't. Shannon Hale realcharacteryears I'm a terrible prince. I should put my kingdom first and everything else second, but your first. I want you by my side every second, but I know I would crumble if I lost you. Shannon Hale kingdomswantfirsts What should I say? That I like him so much it hurts? Shannon Hale i-like-himshouldhurt Listen to your second thought, or the third might be too late. Shannon Hale second-thoughtstoo-latemight
