Quotes from Jennifer Donnelly

She knew that even tiny wounds, left untended, can fester and swell and turn a heart black.

Leaving us again?' Sera asked. Astrid snorted. 'I've been trying to leave you ever since I met. I never seem to get very far.' Sera smiled at that.

It's often the small things that hurt the most—a cold glance, a cutting word, laughter that stops when you enter the room.

There are reasons," she said. "If you knew… if I could tell you…" Her hands, resting on top of the table, knotted into fists. Her long blond hair, pale as moonlight, swirled around her shoulders. Her ice-blue eyes sought Serafina's. In them, Serafina could see a yearning to talk, to share what was troubling her.

Their crops and possessions are being taken to build fortresses and buy warships so that a heartless queen and a false prince can attack realms that have not attacked us.

it safe?" Sophie asked, looking around uncertainly. Arno snorted. "Safer than death?

I still had fifteen cents that I hadn't given to Pa, and I was using it that afternoon to buy candy for my sisters. Abby had her monthlies and was feeling awfully blue. She'd had the cramp something wicked that morning and had to lie down until it passed, and Pa asked me why she wasn't in the barn milking with the rest of us like he always does because he forgets, and then I had to explain and he got mad at me because it made him embarrassed.

There are those who believe that fear is an enemy, one that must be avoided at all cost. They run at its first stirrings. They seek shelter from the storm inside the house only to get crushed when the roof falls in. Fear is the most misunderstood of creatures It only wants the best for you. It will help you if you let it in.

Some might call it luck. Myself? I'd call it fate.

A girl who understood that a queen's heart was made to break. Over and over again. And Sophie knew that hers would, too. When crops failed and people starved. When plague descended. When war swept its red cloak over the land.

Tell him what? a voice inside her asked. Tell him you've fallen for a penniless reporter whom you barely know? That's a brilliant idea, Jo. As soon as you've told Bram, you can tell your mother. I'm sure she'll be delighted.

Belle hesitated. "What is this place?" she asked. "A bit of magic, like all goodbooks," the man replied. "An escape. A place where you can leave cares and worries behind." He smiled. "At least for a chapter or two." He offered her his arm.

Life is fragile. Life ends. But love? Love lives forever,' she told him. "Rémi wept then, like a child. From that day, little by little, he returned to us. Love brought him back.

Death wins only if you let her.

I hate the queen," said Gretta, clenching her fists. "I hate the palace and everyone in it. They take everything, while we barely have enough to eat. I hate you, too, Sophie!

You've won a battle, not the war," said Fate dismissively. "It's easy to love the lovable. Can Isabelle

Show Belle who you are, master. Who you really are. Show her your heart.

Should you ever decide, in those small dark hours, to hang yourself, well, that is your choice. But don't hunt for rope until morning. By then, you'll have a much better use for it.

Love—real love—sees with the heart, master. Not with the eyes.

This world, the people in it - my mother, Tantine - they sort us. Put us in crates. You are an egg. You are a potato. You are a cabbage. They tell us who we are. What we will do. What we will be." "Because they're afraid. Afraid of what we could be," Tavi said. "But we let them do it!" Hugo said angrily. "Why?" Tavi gave him a rueful smile. "Because we're afraid of what we could be, too.

The truth is usually inappropriate," Caroline said. "That's why we avoid speaking of it

She'd thought he might roar and rage, but he hadn't, and his sadness was even worse than his anger.

The blue whale was so magnificent and her song so beautiful, that Becca's heart swelled. She felt Marco's hand tighten on hers and knew he felt the same way. She turned to him, but Marco wasn't looking at the whale anymore, he was looking at her. He was still holding her hand and was floating close to her now.

Be careful, Belle. Not all who try to befriend lions succeed