Quotes from Elizabeth Bear

She smiled as he came closer, her eyes as violet now as twilight, matching the shadows that surrounded them and lay under her cheekbones. The lines of her collarbone glinted like knives, and he could see the rings of her larynx through the translucent skin of her throat. He thought the bones of her fingers might crumble if he simply reached out and took her hand; even her amazing hair was lusterless and dry in its floor-long beads.

Smart, funny Maman. If one must clean one's room every time there are monsters under the bed, pretty soon-voilá!-no monsters!

His voice held wonder and worry when he spoke at last.

Can you run down whatever's blocked Sally's awareness of the event? I… what are the odds that that's evidence of… that worm, or something that's still messing with her functionality?" "Working on it." Loese waved me out of the cubby and sealed the hatch. "Really, really working on it. Now go do your job.

I was gambling that if she wasn't actively bleeding, her Koregan parasite could repair her the same way mine had repaired me. Otherwise, well, there wasn't much I could do for her that wouldn't result in gangrene.

The Governors did not care about the mortality of the humor-made laws they enforced. Or their irony either.

The Jacob's Ladder had brought Perceval and her people all this way, through the claws of the cold and cunning Enemy, even though she had been designed by the treacherous Builders to fail and kill them.

If he wants me to be a Prince, I'm not sure I can prevent it. But I'll be my own sort of Prince. I will.

If anything meant home and strength and heart and culture more to him than the New York Public Library lions, he couldn't have named it.

Michelangelo leaned back, but his breath stayed warm on Vincent's cheek and Vincent didn't pull away.

Sebastien," the Englishman purred, hurt or feigning. "What would I have done? He wears your ring, my love." "I don't trust you." David's nails scratched Sebastien's neck, tracing the spine from skull to shoulders. Sebastien shivered. "Don't trust me," David answered. "I need your goodwill. Use me.

My father's ambiguous smile swam before my eyes.

Jenny Casey, you've skewered the pooch this time.

I was so caught up in thinking about what might happen when I got to Heaven that I forgot to die on the way down at all.

People had secrets. You lived with it or you didn't.

Just because I don't care for the prowl myself doesn't mean I can't be a pretty good wingperson.

Delicious to know you could have him. Delicious to know that you could save him.

I wondered if the Goodlaw had been waiting for us, or if this was a chance encounter. I guessed this was my opportunity to find out.

The voice resonated, a sound like the wind scraping the corners of old buildings and racing down the narrow streets.

The Mebd was playing a game. If she was breathing, she was playing games.

Tis a night for the fall of kingdoms, Robert.

I didn't want to open my eyes. My head was splitting, and all I wanted to do was lie down and hide.

She had controlled him. Down to the breath he drew. He'd thanked her for it, and it hadn't been enough for her. Fair enough. He had, after all, defied her in the end.

Tis not as thou wert not noted for the occasional abrupt disappearance.