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Fire sat unbreathing. A life that was an apology for the life of his father: It was a notion she could understand, beyond words and thought. She understood it the way she understood music.
Kristin Cashore
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Kristin Cashore
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: June 10
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Danzhol. The one with the marriage proposal and the objections to the town charter in central Monsea. Bacon, Bitterblue muttered. Bacon! she repeated, then carefully made her way up the spiral stairs.
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They seemed no closer to the tops of the peaks that rose before them. It was only by looking back, to the forest far below, that she knew they'd climbed.
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That was what they did with themselves, those two Gracelings, along with a small band of friends: They stirred up trouble on a serious scale—bribery, coercion, sabotage, organized rebellion—all directed at stopping the worst behavior of the world’s most seriously corrupt kings.
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What a horrifying notion, he said. A creature with the power to take over one's mind.
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I push everyone I love away. He shrugged. I don't mind you pushing me away if it means you love me, little sister.
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There was no helping her tears. For they would leave Po behind… She cried into his shoulder like a child. Ashamed of herself, for it was only a parting, and Bitterblue had not wept like this even over a death. ‘Don’t be ashamed,' Po whispered. ‘Your sadness is dear to me. Don’t be frightened. I won’t die, Katsa. I won’t die, and we’ll meet again.
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Katsa now sat calmly on the stomach of her vanquished foe. He was handsome, said said. Po moaned. Was he beat-to-a-pulp handsome, or perhaps just push-down-a-flight-of-stairs handsome? I would not push a seventy six year old man down a flight of stairs, said Katsa indignantly.
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It's as if when I open myself up to every perception, things create their own focus.
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Gratitude takes less energy than anger.
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I don't understand your book. Isn't every book a book of words?
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You're good at love, she said simply, because it seemed to her that it was true. I'm not so good at love. I'm like a barbed creature. I push everyone I love away. He shrugged. I don't mind you pushing me away if it means you love me, little sister.
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