Kristin Cashore Quotes

There isn't a simple person anywhere in this world.

~ Kristin Cashore

You cannot measure love by a scale of degrees.

~ Kristin Cashore

Things don't ever stay the same. Natural beginnings come to natural or unnatural ends.

~ Kristin Cashore

Well. I always like it when you kiss me.Do you?You're good at it.Well, that's lucky, because I'll always be kissing you.

~ Kristin Cashore

Circumstances don't always align themselves with human intention.

~ Kristin Cashore

Not all sons were like their fathers. A son chose the man he would be.Not all daughters were like their fathers. A daughter monster chose the monster she would be.

~ Kristin Cashore

If she was suggesting she was too wise with the weight of her experience to fall prey to infatuation - well, the disproof was sitting before her in the form of a gray-eyed prince with a thoughtful set to his mouth that she found quite distracting.”Fire, Kristin Cashore“If she was suggesting she was too wise with the weight of her experience to fall prey to infatuation - well, the disproof was sitting before her in the form of a gray-eyed prince with a thoughtful set to his mouth that she found quite distracting.

~ Kristin Cashore

Her fingers flew, her fiddle was an entire orchestra, and every note beautifully brought into being struck a chord of satisfaction within her. She wondered at the unfamiliar lightness in her chest and realised she was laughing. So great was her focus, it took her a while to register the strange expression that crept to Brocker's face as he listened, finger tapping the armrest of his chair. His eyes were fixed behind Fire and to the right, in the direction of Archer's back doorway. Fire comprehended that someone must be standing in Archer's entrance, someone Brocker watched with startled eyes. And then everything happened at once. Fire recognised the mind in the doorway; she spun around, fiddle and bow screeching apart; she stared at Prince Brigan leaning against the door frame.

~ Kristin Cashore

Some of the smartest men have a hard time comprehending the obvious.

~ Kristin Cashore

Everyone wants a little bit of something beautiful.

~ Kristin Cashore

Men are daft around women, incautious and boastful.

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Not all people who inspire devotion are monsters.

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Are you determined to leave me in this world to live without my heart?’ Archer asked. ‘Because that’s what you very nearly did.

~ Kristin Cashore

What man can hate or love well when he is drugged?

~ Kristin Cashore

Your horse is named Small.Yes.Mine is named Big.-Fire and Brigan

~ Kristin Cashore

People want incongruous, impossible things.

~ Kristin Cashore

If we knew a person was going to die, we’d hold harder to the memories.

~ Kristin Cashore

Archer wouldn't consider her allowance of the guard to be evidence of the powers of rational argument. He'd take it as proof that she was in love with whichever of her guards was the most handsome.

~ Kristin Cashore

The poacher's murderer was a man after Archer's own heart, for Archer also didn't like men to hurt Fire or make her acquaintance.

~ Kristin Cashore

Tell me what I can do to help you feel better.Well...I always like when you kiss me...Do you?You're good at it. Well, that's lucky. Because I'll always be kissing you.

~ Kristin Cashore

What she really loved was to hang over the edge and watch the bow of the ship slice through the waves. She loved it especially when the waves were high and the ship rose and fell, or when it was snowing and the flakes stung her face.

~ Kristin Cashore

If she took Po as her husband, she would be making promises about a future she couldn't yet see. For once she became his wife, she would be his forever. And, no matter how much freedom Po gave her, she would always know that it was a gift. Her freedom would be not be her own; it would be Po's to give or to withhold. That he never would withhold it made no difference. If it did not come from her, it was not really hers.

~ Kristin Cashore

They sat on the outcropping of stone and at bread and fruit. Kasta watched the long grass moving around them. The wind pushed it, attacked it, struck it in one place than another. It rose and fell again. It flowed, like water.Is this what the sea is like? Kasta asked, and they both turned to her, surprised. Does the sea move the way this grass moves?“It's like the sea,” she said.Giddon’s eyes on her were incredulous.“What? Is it such a strange thing to say?”“It’s a strange thing for you to say.” He shook his head. He gathered their bread and fruit, then rose. “The Lienid fighter is filling your mind with romantic notions.

~ Kristin Cashore

Would you please do me the honor of telling me WHAT THE BLAZES IS GOING ON?

~ Kristin Cashore

I’m bored to death. Perhaps I should pillage one of my neighbors for my own amusement. It seems to work for Drowden.

~ Kristin Cashore

King Drowden has given his men instructions to infiltrate the town, bribe townspeople for the secrets of their neighbors, steal the neighbors’ hidden treasures. Much more subtle than Drowden’s usual smash and burn technique. We do hope Drowden isn’t growing a brain.

~ Kristin Cashore

Raff,' Katsa said, 'your problem is that your heart's not in it. We need to find something to strengthen your defensive resolve. What if you pretended he's trying to smash your favorite medicinal plant?''The rare blue safflower,' Bann suggested.'Yes,' Katsa said gamely, 'pretend he's after your snaf

~ Kristin Cashore

Kasta looked from one of them to the other, the two of them shaking hands, understanding each other's concern. She didn't see where Giddon came off feeling insulted. She didn't see how Giddon had any place in it at all. Who were they, to take her fight away from her and turn it into some sort of understanding between themselves? She would knock his nose from his face. She would thump them both, and she would apologise to neither.

~ Kristin Cashore

A man who fights you as he does is no better than an opportunist and no worse than a thug.

~ Kristin Cashore

Who hit you?Clara.Clara!She whaled me one in return for upsetting you. Well, at least, that was the main reason.

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If we're to be judged by our parents and grandparents, then we all may as well impale ourselves upon jagged bits of rock.

~ Kristin Cashore

Something caught in her throat at this second thanks, when she'd threatened him so brutally. When you're a monster, she thought, you are thanked and praised for not behaving like a monster. She would like to restrain from cruelty and receive no admiration for it.

~ Kristin Cashore