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“Imagination is the golden-eyed monster that never sleeps. It must be fed; it cannot be ignored.”
Patricia A. McKillip
“The odd thing about people who had many books was how they always wanted more.”
Patricia A. McKillip, The Bell at Sealey Head
“Words, he decided, were inadequate at best, impossible at worst. They meant too many things. Or they meant nothing at all.”
Patricia A. McKillip, In the Forests of Serre
“Those who fear the imagination condemn it: something childish, they say, something monsterish, misbegotten. Not all of us dream awake. But those of us who do have no choice.”
Patricia A. McKillip
“The man was hit in one eye by a stone, and that eye turned inward so that it looked into his mind, and he died of what he saw there”
Patricia A. McKillip, The Forgotten Beasts of Eld
“Night is not something to endure until dawn. It is an element, like wind or fire. Darkness is its own kingdom; it moves to its own laws, and many living things dwell in it.”
Patricia A. McKillip, Harpist in the Wind
“She is our moon. Our tidal pull. She is the rich deep beneath the sea, the buried treasure, the expression in the owl's eye, the perfume in the wild rose. She is what the water says when it moves.”
Patricia A. McKillip, Solstice Wood
“If you have no faith in yourself, then have faith in the things you call truth. You know what must be done. You may not have courage or trust or understanding or the will to do it, but you know what must be done. You can't turn back. There is now answer behind you. You fear what you cannot name. So look at it and find a name for it. Turn your face forward and learn. Do what must be done.
-Deth to Morgon, Prince of Hed-”
Patricia A. McKillip, The Riddle-Master of Hed
“What do you think love is- a thing to startle from the heart like a bird at every shout or blow? You can fly from me, high as you choose into your darkness, but you will see me always beneath you, no matter how far away, with my face turned to you. My heart is in your heart. I gave it to you with my name that night and you are its guardian, to treasure it, or let it whither and die. I do not understand you. I am angry with you. I am hurt and helpless, but nothing will fill the ache of the hollowness in me where your name would echo if I lost you.”
Patricia A. McKillip, The Forgotten Beasts of Eld
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“Only yesterday a young woman came to me wanting a trap set for a man with a sweet smile and lithe arms. She was a fool, not for wanting him, but for wanting more of him than that.”
Patricia A. McKillip
“When you put your hands and mind and heart into the knowing of a thing ... there is no room in you for fear.”
Patricia A. McKillip
“Love and anger are like land and sea: They meet at many different places.”
Patricia A. McKillip, The Changeling Sea
“Epics are never written about libraries. They exist on whim; it depends on if the conquering army likes to read.”
Patricia A. McKillip
“There are no simple words. I don't know why I thought I could hide anything behind language.”
Patricia A. McKillip, The Book of Atrix Wolfe
“I thought of you with your hair silver as snow all through that cold, slow journey from Sirle. I felt you troubled deep within me, and there was no other place in the world I would rather have been than in the cold night riding to you. When you opened your gates to me, I was home.”
Patricia A. McKillip, The Forgotten Beasts of Eld
“That's the beginning of magic. Let your imagination run and follow it.”
Patricia A. McKillip, Alphabet of Thorn
“It’s an odd thing, happiness. Some people take happiness from gold. Or black pearls. And some of us, far more fortunate, take their happiness from periwinkles.”
Patricia A. McKillip, The Changeling Sea
“All I wanted, even when I hated you most, was some poor, barren, parched excuse to love you. But you only gave me riddles.”
Patricia A. McKillip, Harpist in the Wind
“Shall I add a man to my collection?”
Patricia A. McKillip, The Forgotten Beasts of Eld
“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
“But even in the schoolyard I'd been aware of that silence, that reserve in him, as though he'd been raised by foxes and language was his second language.”
Patricia A. McKillip
“Then you will have to trust me. Beyond logic, beyond reason, beyond hope, trust me.”
Patricia A. McKillip
“What?" It was a good word. Like a rock in a river, sticking up to let you land on it, so you could make your way across the flow.”
Patricia A. McKillip, Solstice Wood
“The idea of fairyland fascinates me because it's one of those things, like mermaids and dragons, that doesn't really exist, but everyone knows about it anyway. Fairyland lies only in the eye of the beholder who is usually a fabricator of fantasy. So what good is it, this enchanted, fickle land which in some tales bodes little good to humans and, in others, is the land of peace and perpetual summer where everyone longs to be? Perhaps it's just a glimpse of our deepest wishes and greatest fears, the farthest boundaries of our imaginations. We go there because we can; we come back because we must. What we see there becomes our tales.”
Patricia A. McKillip, Firebirds Rising: An Anthology of Original Science Fiction and Fantasy
“The giant Grof was hit in one eye by a stone, and that eye turned inward so that it looked into his mind, and he died of what he saw there. -Cyrin”
Patricia A. McKillip, The Forgotten Beasts of Eld
“Do you become in visible?'
'No. I'm there, if you know how to look. I stand between the place you look at and the place you see. Behind what you expect to see. If you expect to see me, you do. I listen in places where no one expects me to be.”
Patricia A. McKillip, Alphabet of Thorn
“At its best, fantasy rewards the reader with a sense of wonder about what lies within the heart of the commonplace world. The greatest tales are told over and over, in many ways, through centuries. Fantasy changes with the changing times, and yet it is still the oldest kind of tale in the world, for it began once upon a time, and we haven't heard the end of it yet.”
Patricia A. McKillip
“The young gentlemen who came calling seemed especially puzzling. They sat in their velvet shirts and their leather boots, nibbling burnt cakes and praising Diamond's mind, and all the while their eyes said other things. Now, their eyes said. Now. Then: Patience, patience. 'You are flowers,' their mouths said, 'You are jewels, you are golden dreams.' Their eyes said: I eat flowers, I burn with dreams, I have a tower without a door in my heart, and I will keep you there...
Patricia A. McKillip, Harrowing the Dragon
“But dear, you hate to sew.

I will be married soon. Lady Thiel says a woman with needlework in her hands is generally assumed to have no other thoughts in her head and can safely harbor any number of improprieties. That will come in handy, especially when I'm married to a wizard.”
Patricia A. McKillip, Od Magic
“I came back."
"Suppose you hadn't?"
"I came back! Why can't you understand, instead of thinking as though your brains are made of oak. Athol's son, with his hair and eyes and vision -"
"No!" Tristan said sharply. Eliard's fist, raised and knotted, halted in midair. Morgon dropped his face again against his knees. Eliard shut his eyes.
"Why do you think I'm so angry?" he whispered.
"I know."
"Do you? Even - even after six months I still expect to hear her voice unexpectedly, or see him coming out of the barn, or in from the fields at dusk. And you? How will I know, now, that when you leave Hed, you'll come back? You could have died in that tower for the sake of a stupid crown and left us watching for the ghost of you, too. Swear you'll never do anything like that again."
"I can't."
"You can."
Morgon raised his head, looked at Eliard. "How can I make one promise to you and another to myself? But I swear this: I will always come back."
"How can you -"
"I swear it.”
Patricia A. McKillip, Riddle-Master: The Complete Trilogy

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