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The only way to get what you want is to make them more afraid of you than they are of each other.

Cinda Williams Chima

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Cinda Williams Chima
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: January 1
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Springfield
Ohio
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Afraid
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Just tell me you don't love me, and I'll let the matter drop. What? What I said. Just say, 'Rai, I don't love you and I never will'. It's that simple. Raisa, this is getting us nowhere. Say it!
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Tears stung her eyes. She sank her knees next to the sleeping bench and gently raked strands of golden hair from him forehead. Don't you die. don't you dare. I forbid it. As if Han Alister had ever listened to anything she said.
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But I don't want your throne. Then what do you want? You.
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He keeps this up, he's bound to be caught, she thought. And this time they'll dangle him for certain.
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If you want to be a writer, you must be in love with the process of writing, whether you achieve financial success or not.
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You look like a boy who has eaten the fruit of the tree of knowledge and doesn't like the taste.
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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.
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Her clothes still smoked from the wizard’s assault. But to him, she always smelled of flowers.
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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.
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A fiction writer is never entirely alone. Her characters are constantly whispering in her ear.
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I have lost everything, Han thought. Then he corrected himself. Every time I think I’ve lost everything, I find there’s still something else to lose.
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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.
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She padded toward Han, barefoot, like a faerie startled out of a forest bower, bewitching mix of clan and flatland beauty.
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You didn't have to go to the fireworks with him. Or - or let him fondle you. Fondle? Raisa raised her eyebrows, When did I mention fondling?
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I continue to believe in miracles. But i know that miracles come to those who work very hard
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Will you give the girl to me? she said. Will you let me try? He nodded, dizzy with relief. Please, Willo. Please. Save her. It doesn't matter...what happens to me.
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Which is a sad thing when you're only seventeen.
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And they always slept better with blades beneath their beds.
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And it's not just a matter of you hurting me. I will hurt you too, even if I don't want to, I'm not the girl you think I am. And you will remember this conversation , and wish that you'd listened to me.
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