What I do . . . the path I tread . . . it brings some choices that test me hard. Juliet Marillier More Quotes by Juliet Marillier More Quotes From Juliet Marillier With courage and hope, we can conquer our fears and do what we once believed impossible. Juliet Marillier conquerimpossible The future was in our own hands. If we wanted a world where such things were possible, it was for us to make it. Juliet Marillier wantedhandsworld And as I watched him, I knew that in every dark night there was, somewhere, a small light burning that could never be quenched. Juliet Marillier lightdarknight In all experience, there is something to be learned. In deepest sorrow, wisdom is found. In the well of despair, hope rises. Juliet Marillier despairsorrowfound My feet will tread soft as a deer in the forest. My mind will be clear as water from the sacred well. My heart will be strong as a great oak. My spirit will spread an eagle's wings, and fly forth. Juliet Marillier eaglesstrongheart I had grown up. I had learned that being a woman was knowing when to stand firm and when to compromise. I had learned to laugh and weep; I had learned that I was weak as well as strong. I had learned to love. I was no longer a rigid, upright tree that would not flex and bow, even though the gale threatened to snap it in two; I was the willow that bends and shivers and sways, and yet remains strong. Juliet Marillier strongknowingtwo Don't you long for something different to happen, something so exciting and new it carries you along with it like a great tide, something that lets your life blaze and burn so the whole world can see it? Juliet Marillier lifelongworld He would have told her - he would have said, it matters not if you are here or there, for I see you before me every moment. I see you in the light of the water, in the swaying of the young trees in the spring wind. I see you in the shadows of the great oaks, I hear your voice in the cry of the owl at night. You are the blood in my veins, and the beating of my heart. You are my first waking thought, and my last sigh before sleeping. You are - you are bone of my bone, and breath of my breath. Juliet Marillier sleepheartspring She seemed fragile like a moonflower – destined to bloom for a single lovely night, and then to fade and fall. Juliet Marillier lovelynightfall Trust is a thing you know without words. Juliet Marillier knows He was sitting not far away, watching me, and I surprised a smile on his face, the first real smile I had ever seen him give, a smile that curved and softened the tight mouth, and warmed the ice-cool eyes; a smile that brought the blood to my face and made my heart turn over. Juliet Marillier eyerealheart Your actions are your own. Your choices are your own. Each of us carries a burden of guilt for decisions made or not made. You can let that rule your whole life or you can put it behind you and move on. Only a madman lets jealousy determine the course of his existence. Only a weak man blames others for his own errors. Juliet Marillier weak-manmenmoving Come, dear heart. Lean on me and let us walk this path together. Juliet Marillier pathtogetherheart She had sacrificed her childhood to save her brothers; she loved her family above all else, and her spirits yearned to return home once more, to the wild forest and the land of mystic tales and ancient spirits whence he had taken her. That was the place of her heart, and if he loved her, he must let her go. Juliet Marillier takenbrotherhome I have listened to many tales in my life, and told a few of my own. If this has taught me anything, it is that there are some occurrences that change the course of things, that make an alteration far beyond their own apparent magnitude. It is like the throwing of a tiny pebble into a pool, how it makes an ever-expanding circle of ripples, spreading right across the water's surface. Juliet Marillier tinycircleswater You will find the way, daughter of the forest. Through grief and pain, through many trials, through betrayal and loss, your feet will walk a straight path. Juliet Marillier betrayaldaughterpain You are... you're like a beating heart. A glowing lamp. I've never met anyone like you before. Juliet Marillier glowinglampsheart You know not, yet, the sort of love that strikes like a lightning bolt; that clutches hold of you by the heart, as irrevocably as death; that becomes the lodestar by which you steer the rest of your life. I would not wish such a love on anyone, man or woman, for it can make your life a paradise, or it can destroy you utterly. Juliet Marillier wishheartmen As for religious faith, a lack of it shouldn't stop us from doing good deeds for their own sake. Juliet Marillier deedssakereligious There are technical tricks that may help you create more effective characters. My approach to characterization is not at all technical. I can't really analyze how I do it, but I am sure of one thing. To write convincing characters, you must possess the ability to think yourself into someone else's skin. Juliet Marillier writingcharacterthinking
