Quotes from Kristen Britain

Who knows what the citizens of Darden may be saying ten years from now about the girl who rode to town in her nightgown." "They'd say nothing if you'd drop it," Karigan said. Then the terrible thought occurred to her that this accursed incident might be the one thing in her entire life that anyone remembered her for. Her life's legacy.

There is no better way to gain perspective on one's life than by gazing upon the heavens.

What had possessed her to kiss him?

But I wasn't called, Karigan said. Are you so sure? The captain smiled. The valling to become a rider comes in a variety of ways. Perhaps you are right about iT being the situation: F'ryan's dying, you being right there. She shrugged. Their qualities are peculiar. They seem to attract strange adventures and extraordinary people to the wearer. Some belive iT is just the nature of the job, of being a king's Messenger, yet others believe iT is the magic.

Every moment of life mattered. Even the perfect snowflake that alighted on his palm and melted in seconds.

I swear...I'll deliver the message for the love of my country.

They might have chosen to stay home in safety, but the true heroic deed was that they did not, even knowing the danger they faced.

There were more recent markings as well-initials scratched over the pictographs, some with dates. people were always wanting to announce their existence to the world in a way that would surpass the ages, creating some sort of immortality. For all Karigan knew, the more ancient carvings were just another incarnation of such an urge.

Is there anything I can do for you? Take word of you to kin in Sacor City?" "My, but she's taken to the part of being a messenger, hasn't she, Bay?" "Definitely, but I'm afraid that we have no kin in Sacor City. Just a cousin down south and you wouldn't want to meet her.

Child, use your brain. Think on your feet. Being polite and reserved is how we were raised, but we learned the hard way that the rest of the world isn't that way. I've perceived from conversation that you comprehend such things, like that swordplay with whatsit... that Titmouse, or whatever his name was. In other words, child, propriety has its place, but don't let your guard down. In real life, you never know who the plagers of Intrigue really are, or what they stand for.

something worse than death awaited all who remained: loss of free will. To give up would have been to dishonour those who had perished fighting for the good of all the lands. In their deaths we found the spirit and courage to go on. It gave us new purpose.

I rather fancy the story of Laurelyn the Moondreamer and how she built a castle of silver moonbeams, don't you? Silver-mind it was called.

Let the children enjoy what they have before they become too burdened with the cares of adults.

KARIGAN HELGADORF G'LADHEON!" It thundered like a pronouncement of doom from the gods, and she pivoted as if to run back the way she had come, but Mara, arms crossed and shaking her head, blocked her escape.

Caving in to fear will be your death,' he once said. 'There is no room for it on the battlefield. Being afraid is healthy, but fear is an enemy.

Child, the healing of wounds takes time, and there is no better salve than gardening

How could she make amends without knowing for what? She guessed she would never know, unless he chose to talk to her. She wanted to reach out to him and try to settle the matter, but it was difficult right now with them so far apart.

In the center of the dome, in a sky of midnight blue and silvery constellations, the god Aeryc, with crescent moon balanced on his palm looked upon the Riders with beneficence and approval.

Not all is certainty in our world, Karigan. If it were, there'd be no opportunity for faith, and then it would be a very dull existence.

Never assume the enemy is down and then turn your back on him. You will pay for it with your life.

When she reached the final landing, she cast her sword aside for all time, and it could now be seen still tumbling across the night sky. It was dominant in spring, the sword tipped up in the "salute" position, and as the seasons progressed into early winter, the sword spiraled until the tip was planted downward in the "warrior at rest" position.

Karigan didn't think the sisters had gotten the better end of the deal, but this wasn't one of her father's bargaining sessions.

Each evening, students performed in the common room. The inn provided an opportunity for aspiring minstrels to practice their craft in a real situation, and to earn coppers and silvers for tuition at the same time.

People are, well, people, and they all have their own quirks and will do whatever they want to no matter what you would like them to do.