I think sometimes when we find love we pretend it away, or ignore it, or tell ourselves we’re imagining it. Because it is the most painful kind of hope there is.
The mind of God is a mystery and none can understand it.
Honor from death,” I snap, “is a myth. Invented by the war torn to make sense of the horrific. If we die, it will be so that others may live. Truly honorable death, the only honorable death, is one that enables life.
Peace is such hard work. Harder than war. It takes way more effort to forgive than to kill.
Men can be relentless,” she agrees, “when they think a woman belongs to them.
There’s not a place in the whole world where everyone isn’t willing–no, eager–to give a girl up to a man.
You look beautiful,” Alodia says. I startle at the compliment. Then I smile. “I’m beautiful to the one person who matters.”She nods. “Hector’s mouth is going to drop open when he sees you.”“I hope so. But I meant me. I’m beautiful to me.
Well, we’ll have no more of such foolishness,” I say harshly, to cover the wavering in my voice. “We’re getting married, and that’s that.
I won’t lie to you. There is always a cost. All I can gurantee is that it will be the right thing.””It’s insane,” he says, but without vehemence.”It’s faith,” I say.
It’s the easiest thing in the world to get to California-you just aim yourself west and start walking.
I want to feel the victory of being desired by someone I once found desirable.
When the rain finally abates, I decide to wait out the night instead of trying to climb in the dark.
Reading can only take you so far, up to the moment where you must take action with your own hands
Walking away from my desert companions feels like cutting off a limb. How does one say good-bye to an arm? One doesn’t, I suppose. One pretends it isn’t happening.
…alone is such a nebulous state when one is queen.
His gaze drops to my lips. “I shouldn’t do this–“”You really should.” And I close the distance between us.
Sometimes it’s best to let your opponent think he has control.
Yes!” Belen raises his fist in a victory gesture. “We shall save the world from Invierne with slings!
In the same way that the best lies have an element of truth, maybe evil is made all the more powerful when it is accompanied by the startling presence of grace.
I was a Social Science major in college, with an emphasis in secondary education. I took as many courses on the American colonial era and westward expansion as I could. This turned out to be wonderful preparation for writing fantasy novels.