The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2) QUOTES

1 " To remember love after long sleep; to turn again to poetry after a year in the market place, or to youth after resignation to drowsy and stiffening age; to remember what once you thought life could hold, after telling over with muddied and calculating fingers what it has offered; this is music, made after long silence. The soul flexes its wings, and, clumsy as any fledgling, tries the air again "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

2 " Every man carries the seed of his own death, and you will not be more than a man. You will have everything; you cannot have more… "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

3 " Every life has death and every light has shadow. Be content to stand in the light and let the shadow fall where it will. "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

4 " It is not true that women cannot keep secrets. Where they love, they can be trusted to death and beyond, against all sense and reason. It is their weakness, and their great strength. "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

5 " I am nothing, yes; I am air and darkness, a word, a promise. I watch in the crystal and I wait in the hollow hills. But out there in the light I have a young king and a bright sword to do my work for me, and build what will stand when my name is only a word for forgotten songs and outworn wisdom, and when your name, Morgause, is only a hissing in the dark. "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

6 " A child thinks life is fair. A man stands by the consequences of his deeds. "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

7 " Only a child expects life to be just; it's a man's part to stand by the consequences of his deeds. "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

8 " a dream half-waking, broken and uneasy, of the small gods of small places; gods of hills and woods and streams and crossways; the gods who still haunt their broken shrines, waiting in the dusk beyond the lights of the busy Christian churches, and the dogged rituals of the greater gods of Rome. "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

9 " The sour smell was not the smell of fungus. It was unlit incense, and cold ashes, and unsaid prayers. I "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

10 " The starting point of all achievement is DESIRE. Keep this constantly in mind. Weak desire brings weak results, just as a small fire makes a small amount of heat.”
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Smile, even when you're trying not to cry and the tears are blurring your vision.
Sing, even when people stare at you and tell you your voice is crappy.
Trust, even when your heart begs you not to.
Twirl, even when your mind makes no sense of what you see.
Frolick, even when you are made fun of. Kiss, even when others are watching. Sleep, even when you're afraid of what the dreams might bring.
Run, even when it feels like you can't run any more.
And, always, remember, even when the memories pinch your heart. Because the pain of all your experience is what makes you the person you are now. And without your experience---you are an empty page, a blank notebook, a missing lyric. What makes you brave is your willingness to live through your terrible life and hold your head up high the next day. So don't live life in fear. Because you are stronger now, after all the crap has happened, than you ever were back before it started.

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The starting point of all achievement is DESIRE. Keep this constantly in mind. Weak desire brings weak results, just as a small fire makes a small amount of heat "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

11 " Something was moving; there was a kind of breathing brightness in the air, the wind of God brushing by, invisible in sunlight. "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

12 " Then quiet, but clear as a shout, the King called, ‘Here!’ and flung his own sword, hilt first, into the air. Arthur’s hand shot out and caught it by the hilt. I saw it catch the light. The white horse reared again. The standard was up, and streaming in the wind, scarlet on gold. There was a great shout, spreading out from the centre of the field where the white stallion, treading blood, leapt forward under the Dragon banner. Shouting, the men surged with him. I saw the standardbearer hesitate fractionally, looking back at the King, but the King waved him forward, then lay back, smiling, in his chair. And "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

13 " and behind the stone the faint drifting of the stars that is not movement, but the heavens breathing. Still "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

14 " The Romans gave them Roman names, and let them be; but the Christians refuse to believe in them, and their priests berate the poorer folk for clinging to the old ways—and no doubt for wasting offerings which would do better at some hermit’s cell than at some ancient holy place in the forest. But still the simple folk creep out to leave their offerings, and when these vanish by morning, who is to say that a god has not taken them? This, "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

15 " the smell of resin filled the air. A thrush was singing somewhere. Late harebells were thick among the grass, and small blue butterflies moved over the white flowers of the blackberry. There was a hive of wild bees under the roof of the chapel; their humming filled the air, the sound of summer’s end. Through "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

16 " In the morning it was fine, with one of those glittering sharp days that December sometimes throws down like bright gold among the lead of winter's coinage. "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

17 " I lay wakeful, watching the empty dark, listening to the little wind which had sprung up throwing handfuls of rain against the walls of the tent, "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

18 " I was back on the scented hillside with the moon coming out above the ruins of the temple where nothing remains now of the Goddess but her night-owls brooding. So "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

19 " There, below the cliffs, is a bay of sand where the rocks stand up like the fangs of wolves, and no boat or swimmer can live when the tide is breaking round them. To right and left of the bay the sea has driven arches through the cliff. The rocks are purple and rose-coloured and pale as turquoise in the sun, and on a summer’s evening when the tide is low and the sun is sinking, men see on the horizon land that comes and goes with the light. It is the Summer Isle, which (they say) floats and sinks at the will of heaven, the Island of Glass through which the clouds and stars can be seen, but which for those who dwell there is full of trees and grass and springs of sweet water . . .’ The "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)

20 " I doubt if any son every knew more about his father and his father's father than I, with all you have told me; but telling is not the same. There was alot of knowing to make up. "

― Mary Stewart , The Hollow Hills (Arthurian Saga, #2)