Gail Carson Levine

Voices and faces aren't manifestationsof good or bad.

I wished I could spend the rest of my life... being slightly crushed by someone who loved me.

_while the outside world was full of danger, I knew my interior. I was certain that I could oust an intruder there.

Daughter, we didn't need your note - or a prince's visit - to tell us you'd done nothing wrong. We know the daughter we raised. We fear for your future, but never for your character. You take our love and our trust wherever you wander. Father.

I love you now... I love you immortally, even if I die and there is nothing left of me.

I wonder how Admat can be everywhere. Is he in my sandal? Or is he my sandal itself? Why would a god bother to be a sandal? Does he wear shoes or sandals himself, invisible ones?

I never saw a lad, page or prince, so eager to learn to do a thing right.

Oak, granite,Lilies by the road,Remember me?I remember you.Clouds brushingClover hills,Remember me?Sister, child,Grown tall,Remember me?I remember you.

If I couldn't sleep, I could read.

Everyone else reached the Shores of Sleep, but I remained oceans away.

Rapid movement was a relief in the midst of so much feeling.

When you become a teenager, you step onto a bridge. You may already be on it. The opposite shore is adulthood. Childhood lies behind. The bridge is made of wood. As you cross, it burns behind you

Drualt took Freya's warm hand,Her strong hand,Her sword hand,And pressed it to his lips,Pressed it to his heart.Come with me,' he said.Come with me to battle,My love. Tarry at my side.Stay with meWhen battle is done.Tarry at my side.Laugh with me,And walk with meThe long, long way.Tarry with me,My love, at my side.

Love shouldn't be dictated

Who judges the judge who judges wrong?

Would you favor me with a dance?" Over all the others I was his choice! I curtsied, and he took my hand. Our hands knew each other. Char looked at me, startled. "Have we met before, Lady?

He put his hand on my waist, and my heart began to pound, a rougher rhythm than the music. I held my skirt. Our free hands met. His felt warm and comforting and unsettling and bewildering--all at once.

I want to be with you forever and beyond...