Muire Quotes

“It was almost a clea hate, for a moment, untainted by her own failures.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“In the end, the wolf could own them both. Both on the same instant, possess them, prove at last who it was whose weakness brought down the Last Day, and the fall of all that was.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“She could no longer thrust her hand into living flame and cup it like water, from palm to palm.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“The cast had to come off before she could attempt a sculpture of her prey.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“How many can say they got to see the world end twice?”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“She wondered if the man who had written that clever little technomantic virus still would have done so, if he had known he would be breaking her heart for centuries to come.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“It had been a summery morning near the spring solstice, two hundred and seven years previous to meeting the Grey Wolf in a dark alley under the curve of the Tower.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“Muire really needed to stop taking in candle-flicker strays. She tried, Light knew: she held herself aloof, didn’t place calls, avoided social engagements. Sh didn’t take lovers. She didn’t need friends. She especially didn’t need friends who would inevitably break her heart with their fragility, their evanescence, the shadow-quick passing of their mortal lives.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“She used to be all sorts of things.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“Muire closed her eyes and spoke around a heart’s denial.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“Muire’s cheeks stung. She didn’t want to think of them, or Mingan’s obscene pleasure in finally having Strijbjorn under orders and biddable. Nor did she wish to think that the Grey Wolf had gone from hanging his deadly embrace over her, to having his way with this candle-flicker.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“She expected some word from the splinters that threaded her soul. Fasaltsen or the wolf. But they were voiceless.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“She shook her head, wondering if the jangle of voices was already driving her mad.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“My rival,” he whispered, his lips moving against Cathoair’s own as Cathoair tried not to understand. “My sister has excellent taste. What a fragile, beautiful boy thou art.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“Music echoed in her ears-faint, unearthly, chiming: song swept down from the windwracked stars above.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars