Graceling By Kristin Quotes & Sayings

It's pleasant to get used to the expensive, the soft, the comfortable. Once you're addicted, it's so easy to become a sycophant, to trim the sails of your judgment in order to be kept on. The next step is to change your work to please those in power, and that is death to the sculptor. — Irving Stone

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

If you've never tried, how will you ever know if there's any chance? — Jack Ma

As [Martin Luther] King said, it never cost anybody a dime to integrate the lunch counters. When you start talking about trying to deal with jobs and hunger and things that require investment, then that's really the tough stuff, because everybody wants to do right if it doesn't cost them anything. — Marian Wright Edelman

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

You know, sometimes guys work with other guys because they're buddies off the track, not necessarily because they're buddies on the track. Sometimes you've got that going against you or for you. — Jeff Gordon

They are kissing - finally, extravagantly, like it's the first thirty seconds of a kissing competition and they can't imagine they'll ever get tired. — J.C. Lillis

I went to college and I never allowed myself to think for an instant that I would have this chance to do this. — Mary Chapin Carpenter

I so love this song and I so love to dance with a woman I love. Moving your body together with someone you love trough artistically structured time is one of the more beautiful things human beings do. — Elliot Mabeuse

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

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

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

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

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

I can see how people work out to feel better. — Derek Jeter

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

It wasn't that she had so much character, thought Mrs. Pollifax, but rather that always in her life she had found it difficult to submit. The list of her small rebellions was endless. Surely there was room for one more? — Dorothy Gilman

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

So how does God affect justice in this life/economy/reality? A lightening bolt, an angel of death, or by the hand of a human being?"

~R. Alan Woods [2012] — R. Alan Woods

villager will turn into a witch when struck by lightning. — Minecrafters Wimpy Boy

Special knowledge is a terrible disadvantage. — Carl Jung