Miri Quotes & Sayings

Until Miri could not help it any longer and she laughed out loud.
The sound broke the game. Peder looked at her. He reached out, and she thought he meant to grab her straw or perhaps yank her hair as he used to when they were little. But her put his hand behind her head and, leaning forward, pulled her face to his. He kissed her. One long, slow kiss. — Shannon Hale

Understand that you're sensitive." Miri was proud for coming up with such a good word. "Is that like saying I'm dramatic, or crazy?" Miri was careful now. "Sensitive is better than dramatic, and it's definitely not as bad as crazy. — Judy Blume

Reading a book is like going on a great journey. You don't know what'll happen, but something is bound to change. And for me, that change has always been good. — Shannon Hale

Bai Shen did not move. He gazed down at Miri, and she could still see the fear, but this time it was mixed with guilt and deep raging sorrow that she could only guess had less to do with her, and everything to do with setting one's heart on a plan that had proven itself to be The Dumbest Move Alive. — Marjorie M. Liu

Miri took genuine comfort in studying Mathematics that day. She could sort numbers into two simple ideas: true and not true. Unlike numbers, words were rarely just one thing. They moved and changed, camouflaging and leaping out unexpectedly. Words were slippery and alive; words wrestled out of her grip and became something new. Words were dangerous. — Shannon Hale

You are the hip-hop violinist, the creator, the visionaire, ... and therefore you should do whatever the hell you wanna do because whatever you do is right. They're not gonna have like 20 hip-hop violinists in the company. I know what to do. — Miri Ben-Ari

I couldn't see the end of the corridor, so I stared at the entrance. The ship was a magnificent piece of living technology. Third Fish was a Miri 12, a type of ship closely related to a shrimp. Miri 12s were stable calm creatures with natural exoskeletons that could withstand the harshness of space. They were genetically enhanced to grow three breathing chambers within their bodies. Scientists planted rapidly growing plants within these three enormous rooms that not only produced oxygen from the CO2 directed in from other parts of the ship, but also absorbed benzene, formaldehyde, and trichloroethylene. This was some of the most amazing technology I'd ever read about. Once settled on the ship, I was determined to convince someone to let me see one of these amazing rooms. But at the moment, I wasn't thinking about the technology of the ship. I was on the threshold now, between home and my future. — Nnedi Okorafor

In 'Bras & Broomsticks,' Rachel Weinstein gets the shock of her life when she discovers that her mom and her younger sister, Miri, are both ... witches! In 'Frogs & French Kisses,' Rachel and her witchy family are back - Miri is busy zapping up ways to save the world, while Mom has gone boy crazy and become a magicaholic. — Sarah Mlynowski

Your head will be fine," said Miri. "It's your neck you should worry about. — Shannon Hale

They walked back through the village, and Miri kept her eyes on the ground before her. The whole world had shifted, and she was not sure she could keep her feet. She was her ma alive again. When Miri returned, she found Marda moved — Shannon Hale

The Tragallion pack wasn't exactly welcoming them with open arms ... All in all they were an angry, weary-looking group. Jace tucked Miri a little closer in to his side. "Remind me to deck Ian next time I set eyes on him."
She glanced up. "If you hold him, I'll do it for you. — Sarah McCarty

Throwing herself into learning helped Miri ignore the painful chill of solitude around her. — Shannon Hale

We Gonna Win' is a song of triumph, It represents my personal belief that with hard work, talent and dedication, everything is possible. It's a one of a kind marriage between rap and classical music, where the music doesn't accompany the vocalist, but rather stands on its own. — Miri Ben-Ari

King Dan sat on his stallion fierce Swords did slice and spears did pierce But in a tree upon the field Perched a small, keen-eyed blackbird And the blackbird did not sing No, the blackbird did not sing Miri's — Shannon Hale

15. "Master Filippus believes that three disciplines define us as humans," Miri said while they walked to the peat pits. "History, Philosophy, and Poetry. History is human memory, the examination of what came before us. Philosophy is human reason, or an attempt to make sense of what is. Poetry is human imagination, seeking to express what is, even while dreaming of what might be. History, Philosophy, and Poetry - that's what sets humans apart from animals. — Shannon Hale

Gerti didn't ask for help." Miri swallowed and tried to calm her quavering voice. "It was my fault."
"So it was. Now you all have learned that those who speak out of turn choose punishment for themselves and anyone they speak to."
"So if I speak to you, Tutor Olana, will you get the lashes? — Shannon Hale

I told you that you had to brush them." Cameron laughed again as the dogs cavorted. "But they're worth it. Did you ever remember their names?"
Miri rolled her eyes. "No. I called the yellow one No, the red one Bad Dog, the white one Get Off That, and the blue one Stop It," she said drolly, referring to the colors of their tiny woven collars. — Abigail Roux

It is a shame you plan to go home after the summer. With just one more year you could become a tutor. Cat's-eye green would become you, Miri of Mount Eskel.' 'Just one more year?' she asked. He nodded. 'Or stay two years, don the honey-drop robes, and become the first historian of Mount Eskel. You have a keen mind. One day you could wear raven's head.' She — Shannon Hale

There was a burst of laughter so sudden Miri jumped to her feet in alarm. Bena and Liana had pushed Peder out of the bed and onto the floor. He in turn leaped on Liana's bed, clinging to it and laughing as the girls tugged at his ankles.
"So, are you two betrothed?" Katar asked.
"No," Miri said shortly
"Ohh." Karter smirked, one eyebrow raised, and she looked altogether more like her old self. "It appears I stumbled upon a topic of conversation even more dangerous than revolution. — Shannon Hale

Miri woke to the sleepy bleating of a goat. The world was as dark as eyes closed, but perhaps the goats could smell dawn seeping through the cracks in the house's stone walls. Though still half-asleep, she was aware of the late autumn chill hovering just outside her blanket, and she wanted to curl up tighter and sleep like a bear through frost and night and day. — Shannon Hale

For one thing, everyone there is so clever. Do they think me dull?
Perhaps I should assure them that our goats enjoyed listening to me for hours on end. I am certain their bleats meant "Do go on, Miri, darling. You are immensely entertaining."
Your immensely entertaining sister,
Miri — Shannon Hale

I have never learned to hate. Don't let my first lesson come from you. — Susan Carroll

Will you accompany me in this dance?" he said, bowing and holding out his hand.
"No, thank you." Miri smiled.
The prince frowned and looked and the chief delegate as if for assistance.
Miri laughed self consciously. "I, uh, I was teasing. — Shannon Hale

Katar," said Britta, "I thought you would want to stay with your friends from home while they were here, so I had your things moved from your room in the delegates' wing."
"You can have my things brought in too," said Peder, throwing himself onto the nearest bed. He sighed as he sank into the soft mattress and rolled onto his side.
"Um ... I don't think boys are-" Britta began.
"Don't you mind me!" Peder pulled a blanket over his head.
Miri didn't know how he could even pretend to fall asleep. She could barely keep from pacing.
"Don't worry, Britta," said Esa. "We'll kick him out before night. Off to your fancy apprenticeship, big brother."
She nudged Peder's shape under the blanket. Peder made an exaggerated snoring noise. — Shannon Hale

When Miri asked if she believed in God, what was she supposed to say? 'Of course I believe in God,' she'd told her.
'But how could God let such a terrible thing happen?'
'It's not God's job to decide what happens,' she'd said. 'It's his job to help you through it. — Judy Blume

You forgot to cough!" he said.
"Sorry." She coughed.
"Your sneakiness is dangerous. Next time that chisel will lodge itself in my head."
"Now, Peder, there's plenty of stone around here for carving. No need to practice on your own face."
He stroked his chin. "You're right, my jaw is already chiseled to perfection."
She agreed, but she felt too silly to say so aloud. — Shannon Hale

Miri, sweetheart - life is hard," Henry said, "but it's worth the struggle. — Judy Blume

My first hip-hop performance was at Carnegie Hall with Wyclef, ... I got a little feature and he announced me as the 'hip-hop violinist.' The next night I played at the Apollo. — Miri Ben-Ari

No matter that we could be beheaded for this," said Esa. "Heads are overrated."
"Yes, they are so unfashionable," said Miri, imitating an Aslandian accent. "This spring, ladies of style are wearing their feathers in their necks. — Shannon Hale

The next afternoon break, Miri joined the others outside. The sun's glare off the snow made her eyes water, but it seemed the most beautiful day Miri could remember. The sky was achingly blue. The snow that crunched under her boot spread over stone and hillock like spilled cream. The cold made the world feel clean and new, a day for beginnings. — Shannon Hale

The strings in her mind grew flatter, calmer. The shapes in the hologrid had changed. She heard the man's words, and yet she didn't; the words were not what was really important. And wasn't that right? Words had never been important, only strings, and the strings had shapes like - but not like -the ones around the man. Only the man had disappeared, too, and that was alright, because she, Miri, Miranda Serena Sharifi, was disappearing, was sliding down a steep long chute and each meter she traveled she became smaller and smaller until she had disappeared and was invisible, a weightless transparent ghost that neither twitched nor stammered, in the corner of a room she had never seen before. — Nancy Kress

How many times had Rusty reminded Miri, You're my only child. You're my life. So when it comes to doing stupid things, don't. Because I couldn't stand it if I lost you. Do you understand? Now Miri thought she understood. There was a burden to being the only child. — Judy Blume

Miri forced herself to remain very still. Never run from immortals, she remembered; her favorite line from a favorite movie. Never run. — Marjorie M. Liu

Christ, Miri, murder and knife-wielding assassins aside, you are the greatest adventure of my life. — Kristen Callihan

Aside from infrequent comments ("Cheer up, love," or "It's not Hallo'ween"), no one wondered why a teenager was dressed up as a chic governess. Sylvie approved of Miri, even at the same time as she was confused by her. "It's a style at least," she said, and took off her rope of pearls and looped them around Miri's neck. — Helen Oyeyemi

Be careful,' Irene warned Miri. 'All boys want the same thing.'
So do girls, Miri thought. — Judy Blume

So what's all the fuss?" he asked instead. "Where's all the shit coming from?"
Dean told him. He tried to make it concise, using flash words such as "fire" and "conspiracy" and "big
freakin' shape-shifter," and told Roland, too, about Miri and Robert and Kevin. The red jade.
"You're both fucked," Roland said. "Seriously. I'll start arranging the funeral now."
"I want a happy boss. Where's the positive reinforcement?"
"Buried with Pollyanna in my backyard. Which is where you'll be if you don't play your cards right. — Marjorie M. Liu