Quotes from Patricia C. Wrede

Thanking all her lucky stars individually and by name, Cimorene twisted and scrambled to her feet, sword ready.

Obawiam si?, ?e lustro nie wymaga ?adnych korekt – o?wiadczy? z niezwyk?? dla niego delikatno?ci?. – Z zakl?ciem jest wszystko w porz?dku, powinno te? by? kompatybilne z lustrem zamkowym. Problem polega na czym? innym. - Wiedzia?am – rzuci?a gniewnie Cimorena i zacz??a chodzi? tam i powrotem przed kominem. – W domu sta?o si? co? z?ego.

So, in a fit of pique, I came up with the silliest thing I could think of, and handed the book in under the title "Bowling for Dragons

I'd rather be eaten by a dragon.

But the most important thing of all, to which she kept returning like a tongue probing a sore tooth, was the realization that she had fallen in love with her gaurdian.

Fee, fie, foe, fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman. Be he alive or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make my bread."   Ballimore shook her head. "Nonsense, dear. It's just Princess Cimorene and the King of the Enchanted Forest." "And neither of us is English," Cimorene added.

Men can be such provoking creatures. One would think the entire world and everything in it were made only for their enjoyment and approval.

If a beauty like Letitia Tarnower couldn't interest Mairelon, and a brilliant wizard like Renee D'Auber hadn't attracted him in all the years they'd known one another, what chance did she, Kim, have?

She said that time and death are the greatest enemies all of us must face, and the only weapon stronger than they are is love.

I refuse to let him hire a princess in disguise who's hoping to sneak into the next ball wearing a dress as shining as the stars so that Daystar will fall in love with her. Princesses are very persuasive, but most of them aren't much use in the kitchen." Daystar blinked. "But Mother, we hardly ever have balls. And I really don't think I'd fall in love with someone just because she was wearing a fancy dress." "Try and convince a princess of that.

You must have misunderstood," Keredwel said severely. "No one volunteers to be a dragon's princess. It isn't done." "Actually, Alianora's quite right," Cimorene said as she set the teacups in front of her visitors. "I did volunteer." She smiled sweetly at the thunderstruck expressions on the faces of the first two princesses. "I got tired of embroidery and etiquette." Keredwel

Being upset is no excuse," Mother said sternly. "If you're going to be rude, do it for a reason and get something from it.

I keep forgetting that you're not as empty headed as most princesses.

I learned a lot about how to be frigidly polite and still leave somebody feeling like they'd been spanked.

Come one, come all! Prepare to be amazed by the one, the only - Mairelon the Magician!

William!" I turned smiling. "Did they send you over?" William shook his head. "They're still arguing, and it's spreading. Your professor has opinions." I rolled my eyes, because it was William. "She's from Vinland. As far as she's concerned, wildlife is something you shoot first and study later. She's been complaining about the menagerie animals since the day she got to Mill City, especially this one.

Oh!" said Cimorene. She had never met a talking frog before. "Are you an enchanted prince?" she asked a little doubtfully. "No, but I've met a couple of them, and after a while you pick up a few things," said the frog.

One of the things everybody seems to want to ask writers is, "Where do you get your ideas?" When people ask me this, my usual response is, "Ideas are the easy part. The hard part is writing them down.

I'm not going to dress in velvet robes with ermine trim when I'm spending the day hanging pictures and cleaning out the attic in the South Tower, no matter how much Willin would like it," Mendanbar said firmly.

Haven't you learned by now that it's always one thing after another? Being busy is no excuse. Everyone's busy.

Winter was usually the slow season at the menagerie, with so many of the animals hibernating, but that year I was busier than a hen with a double set of chicks.

It's a hard thing to risk what you know and are sure of, just for the possibility of something better. Even when it's a pretty strong possibility, and something that's a whole lot better.

That was uncomfortable.Am I dead? No such luck

Could you do that again, slowly, so I can analyze it?" he asked.