Quote

Why should I be polished and improved like goods for sale? I might not even want to marry! And besides, I have many skills. I can read and write and play the flute and harp. Why should I change to please some man? If he doesn’t like me the way I am, then he can get some other girl for his wife.

Juliet Marillier

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Juliet Marillier
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: July 27
Novelist
Writer
Dunedin
New Zealand
Even
Girl
Improved
Way
Write
Besides
Men
Doesn
Marry
Flute
Like
Change
Goods
Harp
Might
Skills
Flutes
Play
Please
Harps
Many
Wife
Sale
Writing
Read
Polished

More quotes by Juliet Marillier

Image
You are... you're like a beating heart. A glowing lamp. I've never met anyone like you before.
Juliet Marillier
Image
She went on because there was no going back.
Juliet Marillier
Image
Brilliant minds make errors, brave souls falter, kind hearts leave scars. We are none of us perfect, but we're all perfectly human.
Juliet Marillier
Image
Trust can be a hard lesson hope still more difficult.
Juliet Marillier
Image
The future was in our own hands. If we wanted a world where such things were possible, it was for us to make it.
Juliet Marillier
Image
My daughter, I said blankly. I see. Correct me if I am wrong, but I thought it took a man, as well as a woman, to make a child. Is this infant's father to be a crab, or a seagull maybe? Or were you planning to shipwreck some likely sailor on my doorstep, so I can make convenient use of him?
Juliet Marillier
Image
Good and bad shade and sunlight, there's but a hair's breath between them. It's all one in the end.
Juliet Marillier
Image
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.
Juliet Marillier
Image
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.
Juliet Marillier
Image
In all experience, there is something to be learned. In deepest sorrow, wisdom is found. In the well of despair, hope rises.
Juliet Marillier
Image
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.
Juliet Marillier
Image
But I believe we all have an inner goodness a little flame that stays alight through the worst of trials.
Juliet Marillier
Image
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.
Juliet Marillier
Image
After a while, footsteps sounded on the flagstones outside and there was a gentle tap at the door. Of course, one of them would come. So close were we, the seven of us, that no childhood injury went unnoticed, no slight, real or imagined, went unaddressed, no hurt was endured without comfort.
Juliet Marillier
Image
But there is one thing you must remember, if you forget all else. There is no good or evil, save in the way you see the world. There is no dark or light save in your own vision. All changes in the blink of an eyelid yet all remains the same.
Juliet Marillier
Image
He and I…we share a bond. Not love, exactly. It goes beyond that. He is mine as surely as sun follows moon across the sky. Mine before ever I knew he existed. Mine until death and beyond.
Juliet Marillier
Image
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.
Juliet Marillier
Image
Water and stone Flesh and bone Night and morn Rose and thorn Tree and wind Heart and mind
Juliet Marillier
Image
A wonder tale can be truer than true, I said. I had learned (...) that the deepest kind of truth can be found in the strangest and wildest of stories. One may not meet a fire-breathing dragon on the way to the well. One may not encounter an army of toothed snakes in the woodshed. That does not make the wisdom in those tales any less real.
Juliet Marillier
Image
She seemed fragile like a moonflower – destined to bloom for a single lovely night, and then to fade and fall.
Juliet Marillier