Maria V. Snyder Quotes

You once said I wasn’t ready to believe your reason for killing Reyad. I’ll believe you now. But I’m not ready to tell you, I said and left the room.

On occasion logic does not win against emotions.

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Ah, Kerry. You've found your heart. Who is she?...A healer, but she's... gone.

Am I ready for the next storm?' 'You are the next storm.

You rush off to solve Sitia’s problems and you don’t need my help. But I want to be selfish, keeping you safe with me.

Back so soon? he asked. Too bad. I was just about to organize a search for your dead body. What happened when you knocked on the southerner magician's door to sacrifice yourself? Did they kick you out...

Dead air surrounded me. My magic was gone.

Do Story Weavers sign a contract or make a blood oath to be difficult and stubborn and a pain in the ass?

Don’t feel ashamed for having those feelings and those memories. What happened in the past can’t be changed, but they can be a guide for what happens in your future.

Everyone makes choices in life. Some bad, some good. It’s called living, and if you want to bow out, then go right ahead. But don’t do it halfway.

Finding you became more important than living my own life.

For the first time, I was the center of attention. Everyone watched me as if I were a bomb. Would I explode and cause a disaster or would I pop and cause a miracle?

Here we go. Kerrick was as subtle as a thunderstorm.

I didn't expect a knife, though. Is it the one missing from the kitchen?Did Rand report it? I felt betrayed. Why hadn't he just asked for it back?No. It just makes sense to keep track of large kitchen...

I may have discovered what those beans are. It was a weak opening. What I really wanted to say was, What the hell’s the matter with you? But I thought a soft approach more prudent.

I offer my heart, entrust my soul and give my life to you.

I took three steps and was wrapped in his arms, where I belonged. No confusion here. No worries here. No troubles here.

I wanted to dissolve into the floor, mixing myself with the hard stone. A stone had a single purpose: to be. No complicated promises, no worries and no feelings.

It’s a good thing you’re not my Story Weaver. You’re easily distracted by the pattern of the cloth and can’t see the quality of the threads. Well

You had me tied in knots. You saved Belen's life, and I wanted to kill and thank you all at the same time. And during those nights when we didn't know if you'd live or die, I went from being angry, to...