Quotes from Cecilia Dart-Thornton

Time was spinning numerous threads for its tapestry, some to be woven together, some to entangle or fray, others merely to perish and pass away.

Careful, even now, not to thank the wights, she added, "You have all been most kind.

Riding upon the back of a waterhorse - what mortal had ever stayed in such a seat for so long? On a horse made of cold currents and liquid convergences, jests and trickery - pressed against a hide like the burnished sea of midnight, thing look different to the rider.

Should they be thanked or does thanks drive them away? "You honor us," she stammered. "We request your help.

I did not know it would be like this," complained Viviana. "I hate slugs." "They like you," said Caitri, subtracting one from Viviana's sleeve. "Anyway, you said you wanted to come," she added primly. "I said I wanted to come but I never said I would not grumble.

Anche se non abbiamo modo di decidere dove la strada della vita deve portarci, possiamo stabilire dove poggiare i piedi e cosa guardare lungo il percorso.

Laugh—be jolly. There are those who think it lordly to be cold as a stone, but feelings are like wolves. When caged they become more ferocious, and at the end, they always escape.