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My life is an apology for the life of my father.

Kristin Cashore

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Kristin Cashore
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: June 10
Novelist
Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
Apology
Father
Life

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And, he continued, his strange smile gleaming, as I see it, our hearts are not so different in size. I murdered my father. You murdered yours. Is that something you did with a large heart?
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She crossed the room to him, put her arms around him, clung to him, turning her face to the side, learning all at once that it was awkward to show a person all of one's love when one's nose was broken.
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I think.' she said, 'that sometimes we don't feel the things that we are. But others can feel them.
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Katsa sat in the darkness of the Sunderan forest and understood three truths. She loved Po. She wanted Po. And she could never be anyone's but her own.
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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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She groped forward, hands and feet, in search of darkness, distance and solitude.
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I wish people would stop hitting Po, whispered Bitterblue. Well, Giddon said. Yes. I'm hoping Skye is following my model. Punch Po go on a long trip feel better come back and make up.
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He leaned heavily on the desk now, as if danger had strengthened him before and its lack now made him weak.
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There are no medicines to bring a dead thing back to life.
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Love is stupid. It has nothing to do with reason. You love whomever you love.
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I don't understand your book. Isn't every book a book of words?
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Your eyes are beautiful, he said, and she felt warm suddenly, warm in the sun that dappled through the treetops and rested on them in patches.
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It was just that she had the need to tell him something honest, something honest and unhappy, because cheerful lies tonight were too depressing and too sharp, turning in on her like pins
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Brigan threw his head back and smiled at the sky. Well said, Lady. The world may be falling to pieces, but at least the lot of us can have a bath.
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Then she marched to the pillows and beat them mercilessly until they lay puffed out like obedient clouds.
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His name was Death. It was pronounced to rhyme with teeth, but Bitterblue liked to mispronounce it by accident on occassion.
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I'm not going to wear a red dress, she said. It would look stunning, My Lady, she called. She spoke to the bubbles gathered on the surface of the water. If there's anyone I wish to stun at dinner, I'll hit him in the face.
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Are you determined to leave me in this world to live without my heart?
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If I wanted to stun anyone at dinner, I'd hit them in the face.
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