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Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1) QUOTES

Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1) QUOTES

1 " I did not want to think about people. I wanted the trees, the scents and colors, the shifting shadows of the wood, which spoke a language I understood. I wished I could simply disappear in it, live like a bird or a fox through the winter, and leave the things I had glimpsed to resolve themselves without me. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

2 " But you must stop playing among his ghosts -- it's stupid and dangerous and completely pointless. He's trying to lay them to rest here, not stir them up, and you seem eager to drag out all the sad old bones of his history and make them dance again. It's not nice, and it's not fair. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

3 " It's so hard to think in winter. The world seems confined in the space of your heart; you can't see beyond yourself. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

4 " Winds shook me apart piecemeal, flung a bone here, a bone there. My eyes became snow, my hair turned to ice; I heard it chime against my shoulders like wind-blown glass. If I spoke, words would fall from me like snow, pour out of me like black wind. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

5 " He could pick my heart like a rose and watch it wither in his hand. Sometimes I think he is like that. At other times I think he is as simple and golden and generous as our father's fields. And then I see things in his eyes - things that I have never looked at, and I know that I have walked a short and easy road out of my past, while he has walked a thousand roads to meet me. I know Perrin's past; the same road runs into his future. I don't know Corbet. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

6 " Something - a flick of color, the faint beat of the earth under my feet, or maybe my name in someone's thoughts - made me lift my eyes. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

7 " In that place things begin to wear away even as they are built; the living die a little more each day. The sun is too far away; light slides endlessly into night; fire and love consume themselves; the heart tries to warm itself with ashes. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

8 " I did not know, until then, that you could disappear into someone's gaze, that bone and heart and breath could melt like shadow into light, until only light was left. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

9 " even I could not guess what misgivings lay behind Perrin's clear eyes. Perhaps none; perhaps he trusted Laurel without question. Perhaps he was right. All I knew is what Laurel's hands said when she spoke Corbet's name. And how often she said it, until it seemed, like the falling of autumn leaves, or the long ribbons of migrating birds, one of the season's changes. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

10 " Above us hung a tapestry of silver and gold and palest green that in my world had faded into white: a great oak so entwined with ivy it had died, its bare branches pushing through the leaves like bone. I stared at the roses, wanting to hold my hands to such red, but like the light, they burned cold. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

11 " She didn't bother taking off her snow-crusted cloak; she came to us quickly, dripping and shivering, her eyes luminous and strained from trying to see beyond the world. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

12 " [...]at the end of a breathless day when the air seemed so heavy and full of molten light, everyone sweated drops of gold instead of brine. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

13 " I did not say what I thought; perhaps, if it remained unspoken, it would become untrue. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

14 " Riding my calm dark mare, I was armed and in disguise: shod, braided, cloaked and hooded in green wool against the rain. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

15 " You look like her, in that dress,” our father told me shyly, unaccustomed to complimenting me. He added, as I stepped on his foot, “You don’t dance like her.”
“I haven’t had her practice.” I said amiably. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

16 " Watching the day slowly bloom into night. That’s how it always seemed to me: not the fading of a withered flower, but the opening of some dark, rich blossom, with unexpected hues and heavy scents. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

17 " Water has its moods, flowing or still; it can lure you like a lover, or look as bleak as a broken heart. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

18 " You can’t fight me.” Tearle reminded him harshly.
“I know.” In the placid light, his face looked chilled and very weary. “But I can die. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

19 " I need you.”
“You must be careful,” he whispered. “You must be so careful. Every need is a path to her. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)

20 " He smiled again, his eyes still secret, like the well, which, suddenly, was no longer there. “You would know. You are drawn to secrets. "

― Patricia A. McKillip , Winter Rose (Winter Rose, #1)