Thomas the Rhymer Quotes

“There's the road to heaven, and there's the road to hell, and there? That's the road to Faerie.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“In the sleepless dark, all things are possible, the worst most likely, all darkness visible. There he lay, as near as comfort, as far as the other side of death, silent and far away in sleep.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“It was strange to see that no matter what color the clothing first appeared—and they were all hues, from earthy copper and garnet to the blue of sky and shadow—in different light all turned to some shade of green, as if there were a third plane to the cloth’s weaving beyond the warp and weft.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“Blood—” I rasped. “The earth cannot hold all the blood that’s shed on it. And so the stream flows below. We have passed through it now; soon it will be gone from you.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“She is all that is gracious, Her spirit is comely, The work of her hands is fair.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“On Earth I have known lords, kings, men who were counted great; but next to him they were children, or toys that children play with. And yet he seemed more human, not less; there was no taint of Elvinkind about him. In him all things that are best in us - love, faith, courage, Patience, generosity - were strong; but he had burned out all lesser passions in fires I dared not imagine.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“You know how it is when someone wants to complain; all the good counsel in the world is nothing to one drop of their precious misery, and everything you suggest is somehow impossible.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“She is all that is gracious,
Her spirit is comely,
The work of her hands is fair.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“In the sleepless dark, all things are possible, the worst most likely, all darkness visible”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“My raven,” she would say, reaching up and rippling it like cloth, “my darkness, my silky child, my night river,”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“and if Meg or I said anything, she’d fall in a little rage, like a wet hen.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“Thomas stepped aside to let the tinker enter, asking him sourly, “Why didn’t you first tell us you were invited?” “A man likes to be wanted for himself alone. . . .” the gypsy sniveled.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“Don’t just stand there like two posts,” she says crisply to us, “or someone’ll come along and tie a horse to you.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“Mistress,” the minstrel frowned, “if you were any sharper, we could sell you at the fair for scissors.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“Look you not throw your music after pride: it’s a rude servant, but a cruel master.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“Now, I’m not the sort to find fault in myself just because others do;”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“The Wild Hunt rides tonight.” Meg’s eyes glinted with her eerie tale. “They ride on horses with nostrils like burning coals, chasing the souls of the wicked, that cannot rest for—” Then her head came up sharp. And, “Gavin,” she says, “there’s knocking at the door.” I thought her saying it was still part of the tale. Then I heard it too, a thud too regular for wind and rain.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“All the while he's been moving towards her, both stoat to rabbit and moth to flame. And she's staring at him, flame-bright and rabbit-scared, too brave to look away.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“Totta puhuakseni en piittaa paljonkaan: hyvä tarina on hyvä tarina, tuli se mistä tahansa.”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer

“houppelande”
― Ellen Kushner, Thomas the Rhymer