Graceling Quotes & Sayings

What? What are you grinning about?"
"Its meant to be attractive to my wife."
"You have a wife?"
"Great seas no! Honestly, Kasta. don't you think I would have mentioned her? — Kristin Cashore

And then, with all her might, she focused her attention on the back of Po's head and screamed his name, inside her mind. He pulled on his reins so hard that his horse screeched and staggered and almost sat down. her own horse nearly collided with his. And he looked so startled and flabbergasted
and irritated
that she couldn't help it: She exploded with laughter. — Kristin Cashore

When she came back minutes later with a great, fat, skinned rabbit, Po had built a fire. The flames cast orange light on the horses and on himself. "It was the least I could do," Po said, drily, "and I see you've already skinned the hare. I'm beginning to think I won't have much responsibility as we travel through the forest together."
"Does it other you? You're welcome to do the hunting yourself. Perhaps I can stay by the fire and mend your socks, and scream if I hear strange noises. — Kristin Cashore

It was ironic; he held her captive, yet she'd captivated him. — Jeaniene Frost

She pulled the hood over the girl's ears and fastened it tight. Biterblue looked like a potato sack, a small, shivering potato sack with empty eyes and a knife. — Kristin Cashore

That's how I digest it, 'cause I can press the fast-forward button and I know that I'm gonna have to continue to be an actor, continue to make choices, continue to perform in a show every week. — Viola Davis

You know," he said, "I wish you could see this cave."
"What's it like?"
He paused. "It's ... beautiful, really."
"Tell me."
And so Po described to Katsa what hid in the blackness of the cave; and outside, the world awaited them. — Kristin Cashore

A lot of times, I go and face the top receiver, and that's a task ... it comes with the territory, and I never back down from that challenge. — Johnathan Joseph

She didn't know what would happen because of this. But she knew that today, she would hurt no one. She threw back her blankets and though only of today. — Kristin Cashore

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

Always one of the trials of a new wound: old wounds like to rise up and start hurting again, too. — Kristin Cashore

An excellent conception can be quite obscured by faulty technical execution or clarified by faultless technique. — Edward Weston

I can't know your feelings", he said ,"if you don't know them yourself. — Kristin Cashore

Raffin appeared again, a floor above her, on the balconied passageway that ran past his workrooms. He leaned over the railing and called down to her. "Kat!"
"What is it?"
"You look lost . Have you forgotten the way to your rooms?"
"I'm stalling."
"How long will you be? I'd like to show you a couple of my new discoveries."
"I've been told to make myself pretty for dinner."
He grinned. "Well in that case, you'll be ages."
His face dissolved into laughter, and she tore a button from one of her bags an hurled it at him. He squealed and dropped to the floor, and the button hit the wall right where he'd been standing. When he peeked back over the railing, she stood in the courtyard with her hands on her hips, grinning. "I missed on purpose," she said.
"Show off! Come if you have time." He waved, and turned into his rooms. — Kristin Cashore

But that's how memory works," Bitterblue said quietly. "Things disappear without your permission, then come back again without your permission." And sometimes they came back incomplete and warped. — Kristin Cashore

Why would he try to ruin something so beautiful? What is the world he was trying, and failing to create?
What is the world Runnemood is trying to create? And why must they both create their worlds by destroying? — Kristin Cashore

Film is such a powerful medium. It's like a weapon and I think you have a duty to self-censor. — Peter Jackson

They seemed no closer to the tops of the peaks that rose before them. It was only by looking back, to the forest far below, that she knew they'd climbed. — Kristin Cashore

He made her drunk, this man made her drunk; and every time his eyes flashed into hers she could not breathe. — Kristin Cashore

She glanced up at him, and in that moment he pulled his wet shirt over his head. She forced her mind blank. Blank as a new sheet of paper, blank as a starless sky. He came to the fire and crouched before it. He rubbed the water from his bare arms and flicked it in the flames. She stared at the goose and sliced his drumstick carefully and thought of the blankest expression on the blankest face she could possibly imagine. It was a chilly evening; she thought about that. The goose would be delicious, they must eat as much of it as possible, they must not waste it; she thought about that. — Kristin Cashore

All my experience of the world teaches me that in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred, the safe and just side of a question is the generous and merciful side. — Anna Jameson