“ What he was doing, creeping through the world like a thief – where he was going to, in secrecy – what he might be fleeing from – those questions also she didn’t know the answer to. But she did know th… Cynthia Voigt
“ Where the veil broke, you could see silvery clouds on which tall angels might stand. Not cute little Christmas angels, but high, stern angels in white robes, whose faces were sad and serious from bein… Cynthia Voigt
“ Behind the mask Jackaroo wore, there could be a face of bone, its flesh long since eaten away. Jackaroo could fight as a trained soldier, with swords and shield; he could ride a horse like a Lord; and… Cynthia Voigt
“ As best she could, in her secluded position, she was considering how she might secure further choices, and what they might be — once this, her first free choice, had played itself out. Cynthia Voigt
“ He guessed he wouldn’t mind being a book. Books just did what they were made to do, like stars just shining out in case anyone cared to look. Cynthia Voigt
“ I wouldn’t like to meet her again, Jeff said, and not in a dark alley. He’d need to be tougher than he ever could be, and it wasn’t just this one old lady, it was most people in the world. Jeff felt a… Cynthia Voigt
“ She held her right hand out to Elske, as if they were two merchants closing on a sale, and she bowed her head to Elske, as if they were two swordsmen ending a match, and she looked Elske in the eye, a… Cynthia Voigt
“ Mina thought to herself, watching, her momma was the kind of woman she wanted to be, wherever else she got to in her life. Cynthia Voigt
“ It wasn't the worst time when Melody left me, the Professor said. The worst time was the years before. Because I didn't know I couldn't hate anybody that much; it was like she'd stuck a sword into me,… Cynthia Voigt
“ Bullet shrugged. She was right, it would just be another box. It was going to be just another box for him, too, but he'd figured it out. You didn't get out of one box without getting into another, and… Cynthia Voigt
“ They turned around to head down — and Jeff crawled onto the deck to pull down the jib — he saw a blue heron standing on a little muddy point of land across the creek. He pointed and Dicey followed his… Cynthia Voigt
“ In the white, warmless light of the moon, his people's fear rose up like a tide towards Malke, and it seemed to Oriel that the King drank in that fear, as if it were wine to give him strength and rejo… Cynthia Voigt
“ He had locked her out of his mind and out of his life. She could no longer get through to him, to make him feel the way she used to. He just wanted to forget about her and the way she played on his fe… Cynthia Voigt
“ Griff couldn't, as Oriel could, gather men to him at a glance, seal them to him with a word. He had himself been the first gathered, the first sealed. Cynthia Voigt
