Quotes from Jacqueline Carey

So I leave flowers; spring flowers, then summer flowers. I gather the red and orange and yellow trumpet flowers, for a trumpet is a thing that makes a loud noise like a shout, and I tie their vines together and leave them to shout I love you in a row from Miranda's window-ledge.

He is searching for an answer for which no question exists.

Without change, there can be no growth; and without growth, we stagnate and die.

Io e te. Le nostre mani s'incontrano e prende forma un mondo.

Vengeance and love didn't make for good bedfellows.

a strange mood settled over the City: proud, defiant, hostile, despairing. All of these things at once. War was coming.

I accepted the commission because the couturieres of Atelier Favrielle relish a challenge more than we fear ought else.

Shambloth the Great Protector, whom you know as the Inchoate Terror

It is the same questions we ask of our existence, and the answer is always the same. The mystery lies not in the question nor the answer, but in the asking and answering themselves, over and over again, and the end is engendered in the beginning. That much, I had learned.

L'amore è duro, più duro dell'acciaio e tre volte più crudele. È inesorabile come la marea, e vita e morte seguono la sua scia.

I had grown to love the very city in all its decrepit grandeur. I had walked every inch of it by now. I knew it in the soles of my feet, in the sturdy muscles of my calves. Surely the finding mattered more than the losing.

Le importava, le importava davvero di me, e a quell'idea non riuscivo a smettere di ridere, avendo trovato il mio inutile trionfo nella stordita follia del dolore. Anche se la foschia rossa di Kushiel mi velava la vista, anche se le fitte che provavo alla testa erano terribili, i miei pensieri erano chiari. L'equilibrio dei poteri era mutato, rendendoci, per una volta, pari.

Se solo potessi fare del mio cuore e della mia anima qualcosa di diverso da un campo di battaglia!

The pain of the flesh is naught to that of the heart.

But kin is not the same as family." Raising my hand to his lips, he kissed it. "Rogier Courcel, Duc de Barthelme, is kin to me. You are family.

Ambition untempered by caution is like a river in flood. It leaps from its natural channels to forge the shortest course, and it sweeps away all in its path. Do not get swept away

He paced the room like a caged tiger, splendid in his wounded anger.

Non c'è roccia su cui l'anima mortale possa naufragare che non contenga qualche delicato viticcio di gentilezza umana che lotta per sopravvivere.

Nell'amore, comunque si manifesti, siamo più grandi della somma delle nostre parti.

Curiosity may have killed the cat, but satisfaction brought him back.

finding brightness in the shadow of sorrow and suffering, weaving the strands of loss and anguish into a fabric of togetherness.

It takes courage to love.

Cos'è il potere? Questi giovani sciocchi vi si arrendono con ogni impaurito battito del cuore. E così le ombre crescono, assumendo potere. Cos'è la paura, se non l'ombra del coraggio?

Talk is healing. It's the unexamined wound that festers.