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Quotes by Mary E. Pearson

I will find you.In the farthest corner, I will find you.

It can take years to mold a dream. It takes only a fraction of a second for it to be shattered.

Pieces. A bit for someone here. A bit there. And sometimes they dont add up to anything whole. But you are so busy dancing. Delivering. You dont have time to notice. Or are afraid to notice. And then one day you have to look. And its true. All of your pieces fill up other peoples holes. But they dont fill your own.

Some things arent meant to be known. Only believed.

Its other people who make us wise, and I havent known nearly enough.

Faith and science, I have learned, are two sides of the same coin, separated by an expanse so small, but wide enough that one side cant see the other. They dont know they are connected.

Faith and science, I have learned, are two sides of the same coin, separated by an expanse so small, but wide enough that one side cant see the other. They dont even know theyre connected. Father and Lily were two sides of the same coin, Ive decided, and maybe I am the space in between.

Words, Kaden. Only lost unsaid words that added up to good-bye.

If I had been shipped off to Dalbreck, there are valuable things I never would have learned.

Its the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections.

I walked up to Griz and poked him in the chest. Let me make this perfectly clear to you. Though some might seek to make it appear otherwise, I am not a bride to be bartered away to another kingdom, not a prize of war, not a mouthpiece for your Komizar. I am not a chip in a card game to be mindlessly tossed into the center of the pot, nor one to be kept in the tight fist of a greedy opponent. I am a player seated at the table alongside everyone else, and from this day forward, I will play my own hand as I see fit. Do you understand me? Because the consequences could be ugly if someone thought otherwise.

The world before us is a postcard, and I imagine the story we are writing on it.

I created an icicle sculpture in the snow. White on white.

If ever there were three mismatched riders, it was us- the crown prince of Dalbreck, the Assassin of Venda, and the fugitive princess of Morrighan. Sons and daughter of three kingdoms, each bent on domination of the other two.

You have to make your peace with Kaden, and he with you. You are not on opposite sides anymore. Do you understand?

Somewhere beyond all that, on an unseeable horizon, was Morrighan and all the people who lived there, going about their lives, unaware. My brothers. Pauline. Berdi. Gwyneth. And more patrols like Walthers who would meet their deaths, as unaware as I had once been. I want to go with you. Where I was going was no place for Natiya. It was hardly a place for me.

The seed of the gift may come, but a seedling that isnt nourished dies quickly.

Ascente cha ores ri ve breazza.Turn your ear to the wind, she interpreted. Stand strong.

Today was the day a thousand dreams would die and a single dream would be born.The wind knew. It was the first of June, but cold gusts bit at the hilltop citadelle as fiercely as deepest winter, shaking the windows with curses and winding through drafty halls with warning whispers. There was no escaping what was to come.

There arent many berry bushes where Im from.And just where would that be?His hand paused on a berry like it was a monumental decision whether to pluck it or not. He finally pulled and explained he was from a small town in the southernmost part of Morringhan. When I asked the name, he said it was very small and had no name....A town with no name? Really? How very odd. I waited for him to scramble, and he didnt disappoint me.Its only a region. A few scattered dwellings at most. Were farmers there. Mostly farmers. And you? Where are you from?...I took the berry still poised in his fingers and popped it in my mouth. Where was I from? I narrowed my eyes and smiled. A small town in the northernmost part of Morrighan. Mostly farmers. Only a regions, really. A few scattered dwellings. At most. No name.He couldnt restrain a chuckle. Then we come from opposite but similar worlds, dont we?