Kristin Cashore Quotes about Heart

She cried like a person whose heart is broken and wondered how, when two people loved each other, there could be such a broken heart.

She cried like a person whose heart is broken and wondered how, when two people loved each other, there could be such a broken heart.

Kristin Cashore

Heart, Two, People

Kristin Cashore (2009). “Graceling”, p.232, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

I know you don't want this, Katsa. But I can't help myself. The moment you came barreling into my life I was lost. I'm afraid to tell you what I wish for, for fear you'll... oh, I don't know, throw me into the fire. Or more likely, refuse me. Or worst of all, despise me," he said, his voice breaking and his eyes dropping from her face. His face dropping into his hands. "I love you," he said. "You're more dear to my heart than I ever knew anyone could be. And I've made you cry; and there I'll stop.

Kristin Cashore

Love You, Eye, Heart

Kristin Cashore (2009). “Graceling”, p.231, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

It was a strange monster, for beneath its exterior it was frightened and sickened by its own violence. It chastised itself for its savagery. And sometimes it had no heart for violence and rebelled against it utterly.

Kristin Cashore

Heart, Monsters, Violence

Kristin Cashore (2009). “Graceling”, p.137, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

She looked at him then, but his image blurred behind tears that swelled into her eyes. She must leave. She must leave this room, because she wanted to hit him, as she had sworn she never would do. She wanted to cause him pain for taking a place in her heart that she wouldn't have given him if she'd known the truth. "You lied to me," she said. She turned and ran from the room.

Kristin Cashore

Pain, Heart, Eye

Kristin Cashore (2009). “Graceling”, p.146, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

I love you," he said. "You're more dear to my heart than I ever knew anyone else can be. And I've made you cry; and there I'll stop." She was crying, but not because of his words. It was because of a certainty she refused to consider while she sat before him.

Kristin Cashore

Love You, Heart, Cry

Kristin Cashore (2009). “Graceling”, p.231, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

And," he continued, his strange smile gleaming, "as I see it, our hearts are not so different in size. I murdered my father. You murdered yours. Is that something you did with a large heart?

Kristin Cashore

Father, Heart, Size

Kristin Cashore (2009). “Fire”, p.235, Penguin

And is it the way, in these kingdoms you fell from, for a woman to join forces with an unnatural child who's murdered her friend? Or is that expectation unique to you, and your infinitesimal heart?

Kristin Cashore

Children, Heart, Unique

Kristin Cashore (2009). “Fire”, p.235, Penguin