Catherine M. Wilson Quotes & Sayings

I felt like a bird, caged all its life, set free by an open window and cowering upon the windowsill. — Catherine M. Wilson

Before I loved Maara, life seemed filled with endless possibility, yet I knew even then what I was waiting for. Love was only an idea to me then, something to hope for, a promise of happiness, insubstantial and immortal, until it found the one to settle on. Now love and Maara were one and the same, and love had become as mortal as she was. — Catherine M. Wilson

It would be better for you if you were not my friend."
"It's too late for that," I told her. — Catherine M. Wilson

Your task will be to let your heart grow large enough not to break. — Catherine M. Wilson

We trust death to spare us the infirmities of age or the pain of an illness or an injury that is past healing. We trust death to comfort us with forgetfulness of life's sorrows. We trusted that death was a passageway fro life to life. — Catherine M. Wilson

Again and again I asked for permission. May I? Here? And here? Is this too much? Too little? Can you hear me? This is my heart. — Catherine M. Wilson

When your body feels pain," she said at last, "you try to find the cause and do something to stop it, because your pain is warning you of a real danger. When your heart feels pain, you need to find the cause of that too, because the danger is no less real, and your pain will grow worse until you understand what caused it. Only then will you know what can be done to stop it. — Catherine M. Wilson

Merin smiled. "I fought in battle and your mother bore two children. Of the two of us, I think she was the courageous one. — Catherine M. Wilson

Were there once only women warriors, Mother?" "Don't know." "Oh." I started to get up. "Makes sense," she said. "Why?" "Who else should take a life? No man ever brought a child out of his body. — Catherine M. Wilson

As I lay in the darkness with the thong around my wrist, I believed I understood Gnith's spell. The thong was more than long enough, but every time Maara moved, I felt it move with her. It kept me constantly aware of her, and if a person's thoughts are with someone, how can she break away to go with someone else? When I slept, my warriors walked in my dreams, and in my dreams, the thong that bound us was not from wrist to wrist, but from heart to heart. — Catherine M. Wilson

I didn't know what being young had to do with it. It seemed to me that older people could do foolish things just as easily as young ones. I had certainly seen older people do some very foolish things. — Catherine M. Wilson

It seemed to me a wicked tale, to blame a woman for men's folly. — Catherine M. Wilson

Will your woman's heart endanger us?" he asked me. "Tell me now."
"What does my woman's heart have to do with anything? — Catherine M. Wilson

When someone insults me, it makes me angry." "If that's true, then your feelings will always be at the mercy of others. — Catherine M. Wilson

the women of my family had gone to war. My mother's sisters, older than she, fought in the service of the Lady Abicel in the last war against the northern tribes. Their mother served the Lady's mother in wars told of in grandmothers' tales. As far back as our line was remembered, our family and hers stood side by side. My mother too had served the Lady. Too young to bear arms in the last war, from within the palisade where she trained to take her place among the warriors, she heard the clash of arms and the screams of the dying outside the walls. She — Catherine M. Wilson

All I can tell you is this. Some hearts break from grief and some from joy. Some even break from love. But hearts break because they are too small to contain the gifts life gives us. Your task will be to let your heart grow large enough not to break." Namet — Catherine M. Wilson

Every thing in the world can wait but one. Only love can't wait. — Catherine M. Wilson

I wondered how it was possible to be so happy and so miserable all at once. — Catherine M. Wilson

Sometimes even now I entertain the hope that Love lives in the world independently of us, but when I am most courageous, I believe that love was born within the human heart, and that the survival of love in the world, as well as its ultimate triumph, is entirely our responsibility. — Catherine M. Wilson

It is true that a little nudge from you has moved the world, but when that happens, the world was already inclined to move. — Catherine M. Wilson

I'm not sure I understand you," she said. "Are you telling me you saved my life because you were angry with me?" The idea struck me funny. "Yes," I said, trying not to smile. "Furious." "Furious?" "Enraged," I said. "Oh dear." And then she smiled. — Catherine M. Wilson

I only wanted her to hold still for a little while, and not to mind that I loved her. — Catherine M. Wilson

I trusted her not to be careless with my heart or with my feelings. I trusted her to understand and to accept what might be broken or imperfect. In some dusty corner there may be things I tossed away, forgotten, things that might once have shamed me. I trusted her with those things too. I trusted her to accept me as she found me and to love me as I was, as I loved her. — Catherine M. Wilson

My mother bore no arms, — Catherine M. Wilson

So it is the custom that a free woman leave her mother's house to bind herself and those of her blood to a neighboring clan, either by the sword or by the cradle. — Catherine M. Wilson

A woman counsels caution, while a man's heart burns to see justice done. — Catherine M. Wilson

A woman with a warrior's heart shouldn't fear the truth," she said. "No weapon in the world is stronger than the truth. — Catherine M. Wilson

Losing her was the worst of it, but loving her hurt almost as much sometimes. — Catherine M. Wilson

Because you didn't know you had a choice." "What choice?" "To be angry or not." It was the silliest thing I'd ever heard. "That's not a choice." "Yes," she said. "It is. — Catherine M. Wilson

I knew what she was doing. Each touch was a question. She was asking me what I would give and what I would withhold, what I would reveal, what I would hide. I had told her that I loved her. Perhaps she was unsure of what I meant, and now she was asking me the questions she couldn't frame in words. How much of myself would I give her? How much was hers? — Catherine M. Wilson

What is it that we search for? Every child knows the answer. We search for love. Love is our shelter. Love is our purpose. Love is why we are here. — Catherine M. Wilson

so far remained unbroken. Now my turn had come. In early springtime, when I was just sixteen, my mother took me to the house where she had won her shield so many years before. The Lady Abicel, long dead, had left her house and lands, along with her — Catherine M. Wilson

This was how she saw the world. It could take from her in a moment everything she loved. It could deny her anything she wanted. The world had granted me almost my every wish, and none more precious to me than this one. The world had granted her only this. — Catherine M. Wilson

If my love for Maara depended on her love for me, it was not love, but a bargain. — Catherine M. Wilson

Aamah would sometimes remind them that the story of an old disputte should be retold only when no aftertaste of bitterness remains upon the tongue. — Catherine M. Wilson

Food is the distance you can travel in a day, and the cold you can withstand at night. — Catherine M. Wilson

Discipline is simply self-control. If a warrior can't control her feelings, she can't control her actions, and if she can't control her actions, she may blunder into a serious mistake. — Catherine M. Wilson

stood side by side. My mother too had served the Lady. Too young to bear arms in the last war, from within the palisade where she trained to take — Catherine M. Wilson