Jacqueline Carey Quotes - Page 4

What's the point of being a grown-up if you can't indulge the kid inside you every now and then?

Even a stunted tree reaches for sunlight.

But slight mistakes accumulate, and grow to gross errors if unchecked.

It is not everyday that one learns an entire militia has sworn unbeknownest to obey you

I wish sometimes that the gods would either choose better, or make their wishes clearer

Battle for the sake of honor may be a fine thing for bards to sing of, but it is no way to preserve one's homeland

Wars come and go; politics endure.

This is the secret that none dares tell who fights for a cause. Dying, we are all alike.

If you will not die for us, you cannot ask us to die for you.

Like a falling star, he descended on the Tarbh Cró, a Cassiline berserker, his sword biting and slashing like a silver snake.

After you, it's all cheap tequila.

I know what you are. I've always known from the beginning, Kushiel's Chosen. It is folly, to make claim on one whom the gods have marked for their own. And unlike the others, I am no fool, to grasp at that which burns to the touch. What you have given..." she raised one hand, palm upward, the garnet seal dangling at her wrist, "... I hold in an open hand.

And Kushiel sends no punishment that we are not fit to bear.

Are you a minor character in my tale, or am I a lesser figure in yours?

Beauty is at its most poignant when the cold hand of Death holds poised to wither it imminently.

For every victory there is a price.

Some chains are forged for us - those are the hardest to bear.

What is fear but courage's shadow?

Truly, it is in loss that we learn a thing's true value.

Whip us 'till we're on the floor, we'll turn around and ask for more, we're Phèdre's Boys! We like to hurt, we like to bleed, daily floggings do we need, we're Phèdre's Boys! Man or woman, we don't care, give us twins we'll take the pair! We're Phèdre's Boys! ...But just because we let you beat us, doesn't mean you can defeat us, we're Phèdre's Boys!

It is not wise to meddle with D'Angelines in matters of love.