Quotes from Mary E. Pearson

Well! I'm glad you didn't call him a buffoon." "Or pompous," Pauline added. "Or ignorant," Jeb chimed in. "Or an ass," Kaden said. "I didn't call him an ass." Rafe grunted. "You may as well have." Now

Truly great leaders don't have to chase love. It finds them.

How can you be sure?" "I'm a doctor, Jenna. And a scientist." "Does that make you an authority on everything? What about a soul, Father? When you were so busy implanting all your neural chips, did you think about that? Did you snip my soul from my old body, too? Where did you put it? Show me! Where? Where in all this groundbreaking technology did you insert my soul?

I used to be someone.

Chance. It weaves through our lives like a golden thread, sometimes knotting, tangling, and breaking along the way. Loose threads are left hanging, but the in and out, the back and forth continues, the weaving goes on. It doesn't stop.

Our stories must be passed to our sons and daughters, for with but one generation, history and truth are lost forever.

I saw sadness when I looked at what was left of them. The demigods who had once controlled the heavens had been brought low, humbled to the point of death. I always imagined I heart their crumbled masterpieces singing an endless mourning dirge. I turned, looking at the wild grass shivering across the plateau. "I see only reminders that nothing lasts forever, not even greatness." "Some things last." I faced him. "Really? And just what would that be?" "The things that matter.

It made me think how different everything might have been if we had both been born in Terravin.

It's the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections.

How did you end up with an assassin and newly crowned king as your confidantes?" "The gods have a wicked sense of humor.

I wonder at the weight of a Sparrow.

Choice I needed it like I needed air. Bit no one could hear me. No one could listen. No words. No sound. No voice. I couldn't even dream myself away. Choices were made. None of them mine. At first I wondered if it was hell. And then I knew it was.

For we must not just be ready, for the enemy without, but also for the enemy within. And so shall it be, Sisters of my heart, Brothers of my soul, Family of my flesh, For evermore.

His bite will be cruel, but his tongue cunning, His breath seductive, but his grip deadly. The Dragon knows only hunger, never sated, Only thirst, never quenched. —Song of Venda

But I am more than a name. More than they tell me

a little exaggeration was always expected when describing weapons, victories, and body parts.

Greater stories will have their way.

I want you to stop being afraid,' she said gently. 'The good ones don't run away, Lia.

I love you, Jase. No matter what happens ahead. I want those to be the last words you hear from me. I love you.

There was only one thing that someone with great power wanted. More of it

Change doesn't happen overnight-it's molded by people who don't give up

I felt myself falling deeper into the world that was Jase Ballenger. "Never. Not a thousand tomorrow's could I ever be sorry. Trouble with you makes me glad for it. I love you with every breath I will ever breathe. I love you Jase." "More than an orange?" he asked between kisses. "Let's not get carried away, Patrei.

Things I can feel. Hard. Soft. Rough. Smooth. But the inside kind of feel, it is all the same, like foggy mush. Is that the part of me that is still asleep? (9)

Every kiss, every touch, was a promise that we both knew, I was his and he was mine, and no conspiracy or scheme of kingdoms had a fraction of the power that surged between us.