The Bards of Bone Plain Quotes

“...No song, no peace, no poetry, no end of days, and no forgetting.”
― Patricia A. McKillip, The Bards of Bone Plain

“He exuded ambiguities she decided, that was his fascination.
His mouth spoke; his eyes said something other: his smile belied everything....
He played with the language of the Circle of Days like a child with an arsenal of twigs....
His music said otherwise it seemed to echo through time out of a past as old as the stones on the hill. He lied with every note he played.
Or in his music he finally told the truth.”
― Patricia A. McKillip, The Bards of Bone Plain

“He finally took his harp out of the cobwebs, walked out the door, and admitted who he was: the Unforgiven.”
― Patricia A. McKillip, The Bards of Bone Plain