Quotes by Alison Croggon

The weather was clear and still, and the countless stars opened above them, seeming like brilliant cold fruits that Maerad could simply pick out of the sky.

...only more keenly aware of how her soul starved within her, its wings wasting with the despair of disuse.

“There are many futures and many pasts, and your present is but a tiny fulcrum, changing all of them...”

“Love is one of the true mysteries, he said at last. The truest and the deepest of all. One thing, Maerad: to love is never wrong. It may be disastrous; it may never be possible; it may be the deepest agony. But it is never wrong.”