The world is a chessboard, Madam, on which we play out our ploys and follies. You are the Queen, of course. Your moves are the strongest. For myself, I claim only to be a knight, advancing in a crooked progress. Do we move ourselves, do you think, or does a great gloved hand place on our squares

Catherine Fisher

Categorized in : Moving Life Queens

He had wanted so hard to Escape, to find the stars. And all he had found was a new prison.

Catherine Fisher

prison stars found

Walls have ears. Doors have eyes. Trees have voices. Beasts tell lies. Beware the rain. Beware the snow. Beware the man You think you know. -Songs of Sapphique

Catherine Fisher

wall song lying

We are chained hand and foot by protocol, enslaved to a static, empty world where men and women can’t read, where the scientific advances of the ages are the preserve of the rich, where artists and poets are doomed to endless repetitions and sterile reworking of past masterpieces. Nothing is new. New does not exist. Nothing changes, nothing grows, evolves, develops. Time has stopped. Progress is forbidden

Catherine Fisher

artist men past

He was her enemy, and she hated him because she could not hate him enough.

Catherine Fisher

hate enough enemy

Master, I'm afraid. I am, truly. This place scares me. At home, I know who I am, what to do. I'm the Warden's daughter, I know where I stand. But this is a dangerous place, full of pitfalls. All my life, I've known it was waiting for me, but now I'm not sure I can face it. They'll want to absorb me, make me one of them, and I won't change. I won't! I want to stay me." Jared sighed and she saw his dark gaze was fixed on the veiled window. "Claudia, you're the bravest person I know. And no one will change you. You will rule here, though it won't be easy.

Catherine Fisher

daughter dark home

Only the man who has known freedom Can define his prison.

Catherine Fisher

known prison men

Chloe turned to Vetch. The poet said gently, "You see, you do have power. Words give you power, to create or destroy." His eyes flickered to Clare. "Even to forgive.

Catherine Fisher

chloe eye giving

Nothing has changed, or will change. So we must change it.

Catherine Fisher

changed

Despair is deep. An abyss that swallows dreams. A wall at the world's end. Behind it I await death. Because all our work has come to this.

Catherine Fisher

despair wall dream

Because I have dreams and in those dreams I see the stars

Catherine Fisher

stars dream

All my life I have dreamed of you.

Catherine Fisher

He sang his last song. And the words of that have never been written down. But it was sweet and of great beauty, and those that heard it were changed utterly. Some say it was the song that moves the stars.

Catherine Fisher

stars song sweet

The Art Magicke has rules. It means I have to teach you all my tricks. All the substitutions, the replications, the illusions. How to read minds and palms and leaves. How to disappear and reappear. "How to saw people in half?" "That too." "Nice.

Catherine Fisher

nice mean art

And what would they be scared of? There's nothing to fear in a perfect world, is there?

Catherine Fisher

scared perfect world

Freedom is a small price to pay for survival.

Catherine Fisher

survival pay

None of us have much idea where we are. Perhaps all our lives are too concerned with where, and not enough with who.

Catherine Fisher

concerned enough ideas

Even across the dark, even across the loss, even across the emptiness, soul will speak to soul

Catherine Fisher

soul dark loss

Finn smiled ruefully. "I'm a Prisoner, old man. Just like you.

Catherine Fisher

old-man like-you men

He worked night and day. He made a coat that would transform him; he would be more than a man; a winged creature, beautiful as light. All the birds brought him feathers. Even the eagle. Even the swan.

Catherine Fisher

beautiful men night

Underground, the stars are legend.

Catherine Fisher

legends stars