Gail Carson Levine Quotes

I'm solitary as a pulled tooth,Lonely as an unwelcome truth, Lost as a minnow out of school, A genius in a crop of fools.

I wished she’d never stop squeezing me. I wished I could spend the rest of my life as a child, being slightly crushed by someone who loved me.

About Author

Gail Carson Levine (born September 17, 1947) is an American author of young adult books. Her first novel, Ella Enchanted, received a Newbery Honor in 1998.

I wasnt frightened of it. The gray death wasn't a monster or a spider i could see and shiver over. It was invisible. If I caught it would be somewhere within me and while the outside world was full of...

After two stories, I blew out my light. The night was clear. My ceiling was the sky and an eyelash of the moon. By shifting from side to side, I made my hammock swing me into sleep.

I shan't marry a prince!

Do you like to slide? His voice was eager.Stair rails! Did he suspect me? I forced a sigh. No, Majesty. I'm terrified of heights.Oh. His polite tone had returned.I wish I could enjoy it. This fear of...

Your mother was beautiful. His voice was regretful. I’m sorry she’s dead.

Who judges the judge who judges wrong?The sentence too weak,The sentence too strong.The penance too quick,The penance too long.Who judges the judge who judges wrong?

He bowed. 'The young lady must not dance alone.

Rapid movement was a relief in the midst of so much feeling.

I never met a word I didn't love

But sleep was busy elsewhere

I love you now... I love you immortally, even if I die and there is nothing left of me.

I had been able to break the curse myself. I'd had to have reason enough, love enough to do it, to find the will and the strength.

When I write, I make discoveries about my feelings.

We promised to be kind to each other, to be patient, to forgive each other’s faults, to be steadfast and true, and to keep joy in our love.

But my last conscious thought was an image of Prince Char when he'd caught the bridle of Sir Stephan's horse. His face had been close to mine. Two curls had spilled onto his forehead. A few freckles d...

Sun, don't rise!

I wonder how Admat can be everywhere. Is he in my sandal? Or is he my sandal itself? Why would a god bother to be a sandal? Does he wear shoes or sandals himself, invisible ones?

I became simply a pair of eyes, staring through my mask at Char. I needed no ears because I was too far off to hear his voice, no words because I was too distant for speech, and no thoughts - those I...