Quotes from Gail Carson Levine

I'd never before been infatuated with someone living, someone real.

He was only a person on the outside and... his insides were ashes mixed with coins and a brain.

By the way, you are a month older than the last time I saw you. Are you still too young to marry?

curse made a rebel of me. Or perhaps I was that way naturally. Mother rarely insisted I do anything. Father

But the lost one is with you. Her tenderness strengthens you, Her gaiety uplifts you, Her honor purifies you. More than memory, The lost one is found.

I cried, steady tears, like rain. And, like rain, they brought ease.

I don't wait for inspiration. Writing is my job.

After two stories, I blew out my light. The night was clear. My ceiling was the sky and an eyelash of the moon. By shifting from side to side, I made my hammock swing me into sleep.

Instead of making me docile, Lucinda's curse made a rebel of me

Your mother was beautiful." His voice was regretful. "I'm sorry she's dead.

Albin stood to the side a few feet and blew his nose with a honk. He could blow his nose a dozen ways. A honk was the saddest.

You're free. The curse is over, love." Mandy was at my side, hugging me. "You rescued yourself when you rescued the prince. I'm that proud and glad, sweet, I could shout.

Char was too precious to hurt, too precious to lose, too precious to betray, too precious to marry, too precious to kill, too precious to obey.

Except for the hydra in her swamp and the baby dragon, the exotics—the unicorn, the herd of centaurs, and the gryphon family—lived on an island meadow surrounded by an extension of the castle moat.

Ogres weren't dangerous only because of their size and their cruelty. They knew your secrets just by looking at you, and they used their knowledge.

Voices and faces aren't manifestations of good or bad.

I'd anticipated insults before they came. I'd avoided looking in actual mirrors, but I'd gazed constantly in the mirror in my mind and always hated what I showed myself. I looked again in the real mirror in front of me. Dignified. Dignified and grand. I closed my eyes and saw myself again. Milk-white face, blood-red lips. Dignified and grand.

when he heard you were at finishing school, he was indignant. He demanded to know why you needed to be finished since there was nothing wrong with you to start with. I couldn't answer him because I'd like to ask that father of yours the same question.

The air is fresher here. Rock walls rise on either side of me. They must be the bowl of the volcano.

i wasnt frightened of it. The gray death wasn't a monster or a spider i could see and shiver over. It was invisible. If I caught it would be somewhere within me and while the outside world was full of danger I knew my interior I was certain I could oust an intruder there.

Admat, don't kill me! Don't be wrathful. Don't exist!

But my fairy godmother said Lucinda was the only one who could remove it. However, she also said it might be broken someday without Lucinda's help.

May the sun smile sweetly. May the rain fall softly. May a breeze ruffle your hair. May your host receive you with charm. May your rest be calm. May you be glad wherever you are.

There's nothing wrong with reading a book you love over and over. When you do, the words get inside you, become part of you, in a way that words in a book you've read only once can't.