Quotes from Jacqueline Carey

Nothing like truth to leaven a good lie.

You should not be here, the forest whispered behind us. You do not belong here.

The enemy of fear is love, for it is in loving others that we set aside our own personal fears, holding their safety and well-being as our highest regard.

We forgot, we made errors, argued ambiguities, and twisted meanings to suit our own ends. And in so doing, mayhap we reshaped the gods themselves. Now

And somewhere along the way, I found a little bit of healing. It wasn't enough to undo all of the damage done to me when I was a child; that, I think, cuts too deep. But enough.

That which yields, is not always weak. Choose your victories wisely.

A pretty sight; it would have surprised me, if my capacity for surprise wasn't flattened.

Let him be a boy while he may. It is too soon for him to wrestle with mortality.

a storyteller's tale may end, but history goes on always.

A small kindness, a confluence of compassion, had saved his life. Was that strength, or a weakness?

Thou art the shoals on which Caliban wilt dash his heart to pieces.

I was not going to be killed by a gods-bedamned caterpillar

He had never been one to care about appearances or heroics or receiving accolades for his deeds. I daresay keeping Phèdre in one piece had kept him too busy; and then later, protecting me, too.

Betimes I have heard people bewail the fact that our destinies are shrouded in mystery; I think, though, that it is a blessing of sorts. Surely if we knew what bitterness fate held in store, we would shrink back in fear and let the cup of life pass us by untasted.

By the way, if you're ever conversing with an actual vampire, do not refer to the House of Shadows as Twilight Manor. There's a reason vampires aren't known for their senses of humour. If you accidentally do so, I'd say run, but it's probably already too late.

To, co se podvolí, není vždycky slabé.

where power intersects with pleasure, there is danger. Adepts

What is fear, but courage's shadow?

It was small consolation, but it would have to do. I squeezed his hand once more, in lieu of things unsaid. Come on.

La genialità ha bisogno di un pubblico.

He nodded at Josceline and me. Keep these two with you, will you? They seem to be damnably hard to kill.

There are ties that bind more complex than blood.

It went well enough at first. One need not be able to name a danger to sense and avoid it.

Jahno asked with a stymied scholar's anguish.