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Trust can be a hard lesson hope still more difficult.

Juliet Marillier

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Juliet Marillier
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: July 27
Novelist
Writer
Dunedin
New Zealand
Hope
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The world is simple, I think, in its essence. Life, death, love, hate. Desire, fulfillment. Magic.
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Water and stone Flesh and bone Night and morn Rose and thorn Tree and wind Heart and mind
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If a man truly loves,....He does not consider the obstacles, the restrictions, the reasons why his choice may be flawed or impratical. He gives no heed to what others may think. His heart has no room for that, for it is filled to the brim with the unutterable truth of his feelings.
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Don't you long for something different to happen, something so exciting and new it carries you along with it like a great tide, something that lets your life blaze and burn so the whole world can see it?
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My advice to aspiring writers of fantasy trilogies or series is that each book needs two main plots. There's the 'big story', the over-arching grand plot of the entire series, and there is the complete-in-itself, one-book plot.
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There was so much of beauty here: the neat, small tracks of a foraging creature, stoat or marten the inticate tracery of a skeleton leaf, still clinging vainly to its parent tree as, little by little, time stripped it of its substance, leaving only the delicate remembrance of what it had been.
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I had learned how it felt to want more than the sweet touch of hand to cheek or lips to palm, more than a kiss, more than an embrace. I was starting to discover that it is not only the mind that understands love, but also the body.
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More like some small, fierce bird of prey, something with a sharp bite. An owl perhaps, that speaks only when the rest of the world sleeps. Jenny will do well enough.
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Wake the sleeper must, and confront his fears, or risk being lost in the dark places of the mind forever.
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Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive.
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Third person allows a deeper exploration of the relationships between characters. We can see their misunderstandings and hear what they think about each other. We can create a more complex structure with various story threads running parallel.
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His thoughts inhabit a different plane from those of ordinary men the simplest interpretation of that is to call him crazy.
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Death, of course, should not be feared, but awaited with certain wonder. To die was to step across a threshold into a new world, unknown, unimaginable.
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Eat of my deep earth, drink of my living streams, for I am your Mother. Your heart is my wild drum, your breath my eternal song. If you would live, dance with me!
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Nothing comes without a price.
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There are technical tricks that may help you create more effective characters. My approach to characterization is not at all technical. I can't really analyze how I do it, but I am sure of one thing. To write convincing characters, you must possess the ability to think yourself into someone else's skin.
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Because if I see you defeated, then I think I will see Alban defeated, and if that happens, none of us can go on. To guard you is to guard the heart of this land of ours.
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If a man has to say trust me, Gogu conveyed, it's a sure sign you cannot. Trust him, that is. Trust is a thing you know without words.
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My feet will tread soft as a deer in the forest. My mind will be clear as water from the sacred well. My heart will be strong as a great oak. My spirit will spread an eagle's wings, and fly forth.
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With respect, said Red, and his voice had gone so quiet people hushed each other to hear him, my tale is yet unfinished you should hear me out. And it is her answer I have come to hear, not yours.
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