Shannon Hale Quotes

The snow was too light to stay, the ground too warm to keep it. And the strange spring snow fell only in that golden moment of dawn, the turning of the page between night and day.

The woman gestured to a seat and put on a patient face. An impatient sort of patient face, like an impatient face dressing up as a patient one for Halloween.

Why was the judgement of the disapproving so valuable? Who said that their good opinions tended to be any more rational than those of generally pleasant people?

Clearly she was expected to say something, but panic at having to speak stole the thoughts from her head.

My ma says a rock lasts forever, but people don’t, and that’s what makes them more precious.

I don't know how you persist in being so stubborn-" "It's a superpower. I was bitten by a radioactive mule.

My ma says You can't unspill a stew." "She also says Undoing a wrong is greater than doing a right." "You know, Ma is very good at saying two things at once.

As a general rule, writing is very inconvenient.

She's as fetching as brown hair done up with ribbons blue The mountain, my lady She's as sweet as pink flowers made bright with morning dew, Mount Eskel, my lady

I couldn’t remember the last time I had stayed up into the squeaky hours of the night because I couldn’t put a book down, and that was a tragedy.

She answered by standing and kissing him first and held his cheeks and closed her eyes and felt sure as bones and deep as blood that she had found her place.

...'Goose girl, may I kiss you?' She answered by... kissing him first.

Goodness knows she is too fierce for you Goodness knows she has eyes for a lord Goodness knows she yet will prove untrue Her cheek's blush is as false as her word

No wolf falters before the bite So strike No hawk wavers before the dive Just strike

He would never abandon her, never leave a gaping hole, and even if he died someday, he was preserved like a lab specimen from all the alcohol he imbibed, so he wouldn't look or act much different.

If you're listening Big Brother, I refuse to be Fanny Price.

Words can fall hard like a boulder loosed from a cliff. Words can drift unnoticed like a weed seed on a breeze. Words can sing.

Oh, but I like my geese. Like cats, they can't be told what to do, and like dogs, they're loyal, and like people, they talk every chance they get.

I am not sure I am ready to know what I think about that, so I dare not write it out.

Listen to your second thought, or the third might be too late.

A heart is a heart in a child or a man.

Your head will be fine,” said Miri. “It’s your neck you should worry about.

And new, too. Remade. Ready to move again. Listening was the start, she decided. Doing was the next step.

Miss Hayes, have you stopped to consider that you might have this all backward? That in fact you are my fantasy?

I know they are naught things, but I devour novels.” (p. 57).

Make haste” Jane added, just because she always wanted to say that.

She put a wedge beside my heart And then she brought the mallet down She sang no song to guide her work I lost my heart without a sound

I was sorry to lose it, and if you make me another one, I promise not to get taken captive by bandits and have to use it to save my life.

I’m sorry, my lady,” said Geric, rubbing his arm. “But I failed to force an apology out of the offending goose.

Sometimes one does not mean to fall in love. Sometimes it just happens

They laughed much harder than the memory was funny because it felt good to laugh.

... and with my last thought I felt some real sympathy for those poor chickens.

Time is a wind that keeps blowing in my face and mumbling words that don't make sense.

Don't beat yourself up," said Charlotte. "True love can be so easily mistaken for other things-friendship, humane concern, indigestion.

I couldn't see what was real until time had washed away everything else.

Figure out what is real for you. No use leaning on someone else's story all your life.

I cannot write to anyone outside myself--if I tried, it would be a horrible story, flat and lifeless. I write to myself. That's the only person I'm trying to please.

Right now I'd like all my troubles to stand in front of me in a straight line, and one by one I'd give each a black eye.

Nom, do say something funny so she can admire!

. . . as long as there are movement and harmony, there are words.

What she had long believed was not true, and now the world was wide open to discover what was. It is like all my life I thought the sky was green.

I was under the stars, like a fish is under water.

Here's the thing about home: you can create it most anywhere, as long as you gather your people around you.

She was born Anidori-Kiladra Talianna Isilee, Crown Princess of Kildenree, and she did not open her eyes for three days.

My mama used to say, 'Are you sad? Then just wait a minute.

No small thing, a bee's sting When it enters the heart Not so benign, the growing vine When it tears stone apart

When the mountain quaked Like an elbow's nudge Like a shout that something is wrong The people awoke and Knew, yes, knew, that bandits had come

Life is short, so live extra lives. Read books.

You've been quiet lately...but it's not so much the quiet as something inside the quiet.

Rin slept inside the oak’s thought. Its own memories of weather and growth continued to hum, and like a pond, its stillness reflected back herself.