Millicent Ashby Quotes & Sayings

Jane Greyson had once told me that my voice was one of the Ancients - old and wise. — Millicent Ashby

You're the one they're looking for," he said, with a curled lip. "You're the Glass Serpent. — Millicent Ashby

If there's one thing I've learned, it is to never give up
no matter what your circumstances are. Giving up doesn't solve anything. — Millicent Ashby

Women were a whole other species when it came to understanding them. — Millicent Ashby

Sometimes the writer has to learn the hard way of creating a bad work to become a best-seller yet doesn't surrender to the negative where other writers will. — Millicent Ashby

I decided the reason why Luccas rushed off was he was allergic to the food that they had brought out. Not paying compliments to the decorations, I poked at the squid with a fork making sure it was dead. Yuck, it reminded me of squid shaped spaghetti. My mind imagined it struggling to break free from my fork. Its legs flopped back and forth, to the sides almost as if it danced. Then to eat it while it squirmed after every bite; chomp, chomp, chomp. On the other hand, you could also eat it raw, but I suppose that was where the squirming comes in. Hmm ... Any who ... Before we get off topic, I finally ate it. Yes, even with the gross images in mind. — Millicent Ashby

Go ahead, make me mad, I'll just use you in one of my books. — Millicent Ashby

Get up," I tell myself, "You go and make your dreams a reality. There's no use staying home and whine every time life beats you down. There's a meadow in the deep forest; you just have to keep pushing through. — Millicent Ashby

Fire's an excellent purifier. — Millicent Ashby

What, has a goddess got your tongue? — Millicent Ashby

I covered my eyes with my hand. Please don't let it be what I think it is. "It isn't babysitting again, is it?" I asked in a squeaky voice. Oh dear, please don't let him hear what I'd said. — Millicent Ashby

I keep going;I keep writing because I know something good will happen, and I want to see it when it happens. — Millicent Ashby

Good job," Alyx snapped. "You're very intelligent, Raye. You almost hit mom's car. — Millicent Ashby

People have told me, "Go write your book," and I said, "OK. — Millicent Ashby

Wounds that haven't healed properly still hurt you. You pretend to allow them faze you, but I see past the mask. Shame, that a pretty woman like you has to perish by fire." Cain shrugged. "I'm surprised they didn't burn you in the witch trials." He shook his head as if he corrected himself. "No, what am I saying? You were with Saain during that time. — Millicent Ashby

The secret of being a successful writer is
write. Every writer deserves that chance. — Millicent Ashby

There is a difference between an author and a writer. The author never gives up when things go wrong, but the writer does. — Millicent Ashby

I will always love being a writer. There is nothing greater than that. — Millicent Ashby

Both of you know that one of you will get hurt if you keep this up."
"I can't stay away from her," I said, curling my fist. — Millicent Ashby

I ceased the search to listen again, what the problem was. What's going on at home? Why was Luccas calling out Jane's name? What happened? Why could I hear him without connecting directly to him? I shook my head, but screams pierced through. I moved the shelf on its side, a loud crashing that startled the men outside. Falling to my knees, I covered my ears to them. My head banged against the metal and stayed there. "What in the name of Hera am I going to do?" I asked the air. The screams stopped but for how long? How long would silence be until they resumed? I raised my head, gently pulling my hands away and listened. Silence. Where were the men chasing me? Did they give in and go home? No, that would have been too easy. Saain would slay each man for leaving a traitor alive. — Millicent Ashby

You always have choices," the teen placed her hands on her hips. "You just choose to disobey."
I wanted to strangle her, yet I lifted an eyebrow to her claim. It would have been a mess anyway. "Oh? And how do you explain the matter at River Park?"
The question perked Jane to ask, "What incident at River Park?"
The teen's face whitened, her eyes bulged like pool balls. "I thought we'd agreed to not mention it!"
"We did," I said, casually. "But you should've known better than to trust a demon. — Millicent Ashby

I refuse to give up when things go wrong because there is always a sliver lining behind the cloud. — Millicent Ashby

The man went to the controls, looking up at me, flaring his nostrils to my actions. His voice was like a voice under water. "We'll see what becomes of your rebellious nature when you lose your memories, Rei Lin." He punched a few buttons and turned the knob on the wall to the right. — Millicent Ashby

We walked into the arena together with him reaching out his arm and wrapping it around my waist. He pulled me into him, smelling the aroma around him. The scent was familiar like I was with him before. Although I was positive that I'd never seen this man, something still ached at me. Was it a longing of a piece of my past starting to take effect? — Millicent Ashby

I woke, remembering a dream from the night before. Pictures of frightened children lingered in my mind as I approached them with a hunger unsated by mundane appetites. I recalled how flesh smelled: sweet. The texture was tender, yet it was bitter to the taste. Blood was messy and dripped down my chin. The demon, the cold-blooded monster mingled with my DNA: a gift from one of my parents brought to daylight by evil people. — Millicent Ashby