I don't want to love you if you're only going to die. Kristin Cashore More Quotes by Kristin Cashore More Quotes From Kristin Cashore You're in fine temper," Raffin said. "Your hair is blue," she snapped back. Kristin Cashore said hair blue Raff, what have you done to yourself? Your hair is positively blue. Kristin Cashore done hair blue If I wanted to stun anyone at dinner, I'd hit them in the face. Kristin Cashore dinner faces wanted You won't even take your bow? Are you planning to throttle a moose with your bare hands, then? Kristin Cashore moose bows hands I truly thought I might hurt that man," he said, "very badly." "I didn't know you were capable of such bad temper." "Apparently I am. Kristin Cashore hurt might men Your horse is named Small. Yes. Mine is named Big. -Fire and Brigan Kristin Cashore horse bigs fire ...that's how memory works ... Things disappear without your permission, then come back again without your permission. Kristin Cashore disappear permission memories And," he continued, his strange smile gleaming, "as I see it, our hearts are not so different in size. I murdered my father. You murdered yours. Is that something you did with a large heart? Kristin Cashore size heart father Saf keeps a vast range of bullies on hand at all times. Kristin Cashore range bully hands It's hard to wake from a nightmare when the nightmare is real. Kristin Cashore nightmare hard real Why does everybody throw every troublesome thing into the river? Kristin Cashore troublesome doe rivers Art glows with faith even in its weakest parts. At every moment, writing is an act of self-confidence – the sheerest, most determined, most stubborn self-belief. You CAN have faith and doubt at the same time; the most insecure writer on the planet has faith that shines just as bright as her doubt, and she deserves props for that. It might be hidden deep, she might not feel it and you might not see it, but it’s in there, or she wouldn’t be able to write. Kristin Cashore insecure writing art I hear you're supposed to be good at manipulating people. Try a little harder to make me like you, all right? I'm the queen. Your life will be nicer if I like you. Kristin Cashore queens i-like-you people Madlen: 'It's a relief to me, Lady Queen, that in your own pain, you take no interest in hurting yourself.' Bitterblue: 'Why would I? Why should I? It's foolish. I would like to kick the people who do it.' Madlen: 'That would, perhaps, be redundant, Lady Queen. Kristin Cashore pain queens hurt Ivan had contrived somehow in the dark of night to replace every watermelon in the watermelon patch with a gravestone, and every gravestone in the engraver's lot with a watermelon Kristin Cashore gravestone dark night I don't understand your book. Isn't every book a book of words? Kristin Cashore book That's interesting," Bitterblue said. "You think a conscience requires fear? Kristin Cashore said interesting thinking I wish people would stop hitting Po," whispered Bitterblue. "Well," Giddon said. "Yes. I'm hoping Skye is following my model. Punch Po; go on a long trip; feel better; come back and make up. Kristin Cashore feel-better long people For a group of people who claimed to be concerned for her safety, they did seem to have developed rather a habit of encouraging uprisings against monarchs. Kristin Cashore uprising safety people Your face will freeze like that, you know, Kat," Raffin said helpfully to Katsa. "Maybe I should rearrange your face, Raff," said Katsa. "I should like smaller ears," Raffin offered. "Prince Raffin has nice, handsome ears," Helda said, not looking up from her knitting. "As will his children. Your children will have no ears at all, My Lady," she said sternly to Katsa. Katsa stared back at her, flabbergasted. "I believe it's more that her ears won't have children," began Raffin, "which, you'll agree, sounds much less— Kristin Cashore nice believe children