Quotes from Gail Carson Levine

ahthOOn SSyng! I said. That's farewell. It sounds evil. It is, I answered, and we parted.

My contrariness kept Char laughing, and his goodness kept me in love.

But my last conscious thought was an image of Prince Char when he'd caught the bridle of Sir Stephan's horse. His face had been close to mine. Two curls had spilled onto his forehead. A few freckles dusted his nose, and his eyes said he was sorry for me to go.

In that moment I found a power beyond any I'd had before, a will and a determination I would never have need if not for Lucinda, a fortitude I hadn't been able to find for a lesser cause.

Everyone else reached the Shores of Sleep, but I remained oceans away.

I can see that. She is lovely, very different from you. Oh, my clumsy tongue. Vollys's bells clanged. You are lovely too, but in a quieter way. In temperament I see that you are different as well. She could lead a charge, but you could last a siege. This is fascinating, little Adelina. The more I look at her, the more clearly I see you. You may be a worthier opponent than even my Willard was.

Sorcerers believe that an action taken for the right reasons has an unreasonable chance of success.

I decided to draw her doing something, because she always was.

But sleep was busy elsewhere

Perhaps you couldn't help being angry... but you could certainly stop yourself from repaying one offense with another.

Instead of making me docile, Lucinda's curse made a rebel of me. Or perhaps I was that way naturally.

I saw the other loners the way everyone else did-as unappealing, as to be avoided at all costs. If I hung out with one of them, I thought, my unpopular status would get worse, not better, because it would be magnified by association.

I refused to love it. He was going to sell it too

Amor (qué placer escribir esta palabra), amor, amor...

I can never stop thanking you. If I never stop, I never need to say farewell. A river rushes between us. You follow it north, I pursue it south. When I weep because I miss you, my tears will seep through your cavern. Your face is kind as a shawl in winter, or a diamond for a song. My family keeps an inn. You have a chamber in my heart. No rent is due. Farewell. Farewell.

We promised to be kind to each other, to be patient, to forgive each other's faults, to be steadfast and true, and to keep joy in our love.

Once I had overheard Bertha tell Mandy that he was only a person on the outside and that his insides were ashes mixed with coins and a brain. But Mandy had disagreed. 'He's a human through and through. No other creature would be as selfish as he is, not fairies or gnomes or elves or giants.

while the outside world was full of danger, I knew my interior. I was certain that I could oust an intruder there.

I love you now... I love you immortally, even if I die and there is nothing left of me.

Rapid movement was a relief in the midst of so much feeling.

I write fiction for lots of reasons. One is power. I'm in charge when I write. So are you. You create the world of the story. You make the rules.

Everyone dies. You needn't go on about it so.

Lantern-shine, dim but kind— No starkness in darkness— Even I please the eye. Outside, wind and rain, Weather's fitful wax and wane. Tomorrow's sun will reveal What night conceals. All we lack, regret, know, Forgotten in lamp-oil glow.

Decisions were a delight after the curse. I loved having the power to say yes or no, and refusing anything was a special pleasure.