Quote

Plus he was naturally lucky at cards. As Mam had always said, lucky at cards, or lucky at life. One or the other. Not both.

Cinda Williams Chima

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Cinda Williams Chima
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: January 1
Author
Novelist
Writer
Springfield
Ohio
Naturally
Cards
Lucky
Always
Life
Plus

More quotes by Cinda Williams Chima

Image
Her clothes still smoked from the wizard’s assault. But to him, she always smelled of flowers.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
History,' Mari muttered, as if she'd overheard his thoughts. 'Why do we need to know what happened before we were born?' 'So hopefully we get smarter and don't make the same mistakes again.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
He would find a way to make it work, because he finally understood that sometimes you have to raise your expectations. And sometimes you need to make a claim on the world and the people you love to get what you most desire
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
Jason settled back on the bench. 'I hate to break this to you, but as a rule, wizards are nasty people. They're powerful, capricious, ruthless, egotistical, used to getting their own way. That's being kind.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
There's something about a roof isn't there? It makes you feel like it doesn't matter what's going on below. All of those things that get in the way of your dreams - you're above them. Anything is possible.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
And they always slept better with blades beneath their beds.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
It was a peculiar marriage of interests- Lord Averill and Captain Byrne and Lord Bayar and Han Alister agreeing on anything was as rare as gold in Ragmarket.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
She had never felt more alive than when she lay dying in Han Alister's arms.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
(A)ny time you buy weapons, or build an army, you begin to look for an excuse to use them. Plus, you pose more of a threat to others.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
Which is a sad thing when you're only seventeen.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
One more thing: Linda, can you get to Canterbury and take over my Chaucerian Society? They're at Dovecote Hostelry in the old city. We're visiting all the scenes of the great murders. Tomorrow they want to see where Becket was killed. They're a bloodthirsty lot, it seems.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
You couldn’t keep your mouth shut? I’m calling you Glitterhair from now on. Or Talksalot.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
A fiction writer is never entirely alone. Her characters are constantly whispering in her ear.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
Don't expect much and you won't be disappointed.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
Both Averill and Bayar were like actors speaking lines for their audience and not to each other.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
Ellen could have killed me, Jack said quietly, but she didn't. She saved my life. How come? Fitch demanded. After all this? Ellen turned scarlet and stared at the ground. Maybe none of my opponents ever gave me flowers before, she mumbled.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
I continue to believe in miracles. But i know that miracles come to those who work very hard
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
He expects nothing, she thought, because he's never had anything. And nothing was expected of him. He was free in a way she never would be.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
A vocation is not something you slap on, like a coat of paint, and change whenever you want. A vocation is built into you. You have no choice. If you try to do something else, you fail.
Cinda Williams Chima
Image
His aster-blue eyes shown out from a face blackened by bruises and soot, his fair hair glittering in the firelight. Dressed all in black, silhouetted against flame, he looked rather like a demon, raised from the dead, trading for souls on the other side.
Cinda Williams Chima