Kristin Cashore, Fire

Kristin Cashore, Fire

"Not all sons were like their fathers. A son chose the man he would be. Not all daughters were like their fathers. A daughter monster chose the monster she would be."
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"Not all sons were like their fathers. A son chose the man he would be. Not all daughters were like their fathers. A daughter monster chose the monster she would be."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"Fire supposed he needed to be there in order to give rousing speeches and lead the charge into the fray, or whatever is was commanders did in wartime. She resented his competence at something so tragic and senseless. She wished he, or somebody, would throw down his sword and say, 'Enough! This is a silly way to decide who's in charge!' And it seemed to her, as the beds in the healing room filled and emptied and filled, that these battles didn't leave much to be in charge of. The kingdom was already broken, and this war was tearing the broken pieces smaller."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"If we're to be judged by our parents and grandparents, then we all may as well impale ourselves upon bits of rock."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"Could you attempt, at least, to make yourself presentable? I know this is a war, but the rest of us are trying to pretend it's a party."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"Then come here," he said, a bit redundantly, as he had already pulled her with him into an armchair and curled her up in his arms. "Tell me what I can do to help you feel be"
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"Now that we know about his indigestion, we can torture him with cake."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"Gratitude takes less energy than anger."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"When Brocker arrived he took her hands and held them to his face and cried into them."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"Waste is Criminal."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"How unjust then to meet that person you love, and be kept away from them only because ones bed is made of hay , and the other, feathers."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"While I was looking the other way your fire went out Left me with cinders to kick into dust What a waste of the wonder you were In my living fire I will keep your scorn and mine In my living fire I will keep your heartache and mine At the disgrace of a waste of a life"
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"Do you understand? I don't want you to do a thing if you don't understand it."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"She didn't want to go far, just out of the trees so she could see the stars. They always eased her loneliness. She thought of them as beautiful creatures, burning and cold; each solitary, and bleak, and silent like her."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"I'd thought once, actually, of taking your mind, if you asked. I'd thought I could help you fall asleep at night."He opened his mouth to say something. Shut it again. His face closed for a moment, his unreadable mask falling into place. He spoke softly. "But that wouldn't be fair; for after I slept you'd be left awake, with no one to help you sleep."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"She understood now that while it had been wrong to kill Cansrel, it had also been right. The boy with the strange eyes had helped her to see the rightness of it. The boy who'd killed Archer. Some people had too much power and too much cruelty to live. Some people were too terrible, no matter if you loved them; no matter that you had to make yourself terrible too, in order to stop them. Some things just had to be done. I forgive myself, though Fire. Today, I forgive myself."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"For a moment, it was almost as if they were friends again."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"Fire looked into his quiet eyes, touched his dear familiar face and considered the question."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"It seemed to Fire it was rarely enough one knew a person one wished to marry. How unjust then to meet that person, and be kept from it because one's bed was made of hay and not feathers."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"He thinks we're made of money."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
"But she remembered having told Archer once that you could not measure love on a scale of degrees, and now she understood that it was the same with pain. Pain might escalate upward and, just when you thought you'd reached your limit, begin to spread sideways, and spill out, and touch other people, and mix with their pain. And grow larger, but somehow less oppressive. She had thought herself trapped in a place outside the ordinary feeling lives of people; she had not noticed how many people were trapped in that place with her."
Kristin Cashore, Fire
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