Quotes from Kathryn Lasky

There was nothing particularly glorious or heroic about war, Soren realized. It was really nothing more than a grubby, vile task to vanquish a foul tyranny led by his own brother.

For there is a new place for those who are willing, who are able, who are strong. We are going west. There is, I believe, a new world somewhere waiting. The moon that shines here will shine there, but here the land is broken and there it is whole.

it is better for us to fight for something than to live for nothing.

and die, die without anyone ever knowing.

Silence was like dirt, good dirt. You could dig into it. You could bury stuff in it. She could bury the longing for her mother in this silence.

Mum! Da!" he cried out in his half sleep.

Cag maglosc," Faolan muttered, and then launched into what sounded to Edme like a string of Old Wolf curse words.

I have redeemed myself by giving belief to the wings of the young. Blessed are those who believe, for indeed they shall fly.

Hope is never a foolish thing—although others will tell you it is.

congregations of owls seemed to be below, along with a hollow that was called a kitchen, from

the sun burnt my little day old eyes

I just love the way those old-time authors like Mr. Dickens or George Eliot (who was actually a woman, in case you didn't know) stop smack-dab in the middle of the story and say stuff like, "patient reader," and then give some little side comment.

I couldn't believe it. It wasn't just that he knew about Narnia. I could tell that he knew what I meant by a Narnia cubby. It was all there in his eyes. He knew that I didn't actually think I was Lucy going through a real door to magical lands. He knew that the cubby in the Roadmaster was a sane person's ticket to freedom of thought.

To belong did not mean ownership. You were not someone's property. The "be" syllable was about existence: "to be" yourself and "to be" in a special place that no one else could occupy within your family except you. The "long" part was about the heart, a place in the heart where a family met and lived together. They didn't just put up with each other. They longed for each other. To belong was not a state of mind but a state of heart.

How can you ask? Would I not follow the only thing on this Earth that I love? You are all I have left. Of course, dear child. I'll go with you to the end of time, to the end of space, and place. I'd cross oceans and borders-borders between centuries and between Kentucky and Indiana or Ohio or Michigan.

Her family as well as others had been the recipient of prime cuts of venison that mysteriously appeared in their larders. She laughed at the memory of Fynn's face when she had caught him in her larder during a downpour when no one in their right mind would have been abroad.

I swore an oath of peace, as well. But you know, now I think it is time to break it. I'll do anything to rescue my beloved master.

They call you Jatt? They call you Jutt? I'm gonna toss you in a rut! Then I'm gonna punch you in the gut!

No slouch" was okay, but "any ocean" was definitely preferable - metaphorically speaking.

It was as if the spirit of his first gyre and his last gyre had comingled. Why is the old wolf weeping? Why am I weeping? - Foalan, Star Wolf

One of the vilest secrets of the MacHeaths was that they would purposely maim young pups, hoping to gain a place in the Watch of the Sacred Volcanoes.

Fear was alive, with a heartbeat of its own.

In times of trouble, however, there can come a certain closeness, a kind of coziness of spirit.

completely alone. He could not imagine being more completely alone as he gazed up at the tree that seemed to vanish into the clouds. He sighed and muttered, "So alone, so alone." And yet, deep inside him