All the Windwracked Stars Quotes

“My love is not water in a bucket, you know. It's not as if someone else can drink it all up and leave none left for you.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“If you have to die [...] better to go down fighting. Better to die in company. Better not be the last, and alone, weighed down with all that knowing.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“catgirl with a whip;”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“For the love of all that was holy, he was already making passes at the catgirls.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“granite gutterspout gargoyles.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“It was all the evidence of bitter experience, that if you have something to lose, you will lose it.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“Oh, little boy, when did you get so wise?”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“My love is not water in a bucket, you know. It’s not as if someone else can drink it all up and leave none for you.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“I loved him. I love you. After a fashion.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“You dress in shadows, brother, but there is starlight in your eyes.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“The Wyrm bowed its scarred head over Muire’s. The snout swung to and fro, stately as a massive pendulum. It seemed to sweep its gaze along the beach, but only empty sockets marked where eyes had been.”
― 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

“She was old, and too worn thin to wonder. But oh, what a beautiful boy he was then.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“There are times when you just can’t stand to be loved.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“Dying seemed a small price to pay for such a kiss and now he knew why Selene had fallen away from Muire so disconsolate.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“Shared breath brought tumbling memories, salty bittersweet jewels.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“Cathoair reached out with both hands, his last measure of strength, and yanked Mingan’s body against his own, pressed his mouth down, broke both their lips between their teeth so the bright taste of blood flavored the kiss.”
― 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

“Perfidious candle-flicker,” he said in a hush. “Remember me.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“The Wolf wore leather gloves, and still the heat of his body soaked through, so hot Cathoair thought he would surely have burns wherever the wolf touched him.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“Oh, sweeting. Thou scorned not my money before. Whyso now?”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“He stank of something bitter and sharp. His thumb moved across the scar on Cathoair’s cheek, a sickening caress, and Cahey somehow got his hands up on Mingan’s shoulders, and shoved. Mingan kneed him in the solar plexus, so if not for the Wolf’s grip on his neck, Cathoair would have gone to the ground.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“Dry hands, hot, callused. Eyes dripping silver light, so it pooled and ran down the Wolf’s creased cheeks like tears. But the look on his face wasn’t sorrow.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“Mingan smiled and set Cathoair down, deceptively gentle. The Wolf leaned him against the wall, barely upright…and grabbed his chin in one hand, and the nape of his neck in the other.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“Air burst from his lungs, so he was all but silent, wheezing, though he would have screamed shamefully if he had an ounce of breath.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“Now, he has the rage of the sun-eater and the sorrow he drank down with Muire’s breath, and he is certain of nothing. So he lingers between spaces, liminal, indeterminate, watching for a glimpse of his enemy’s face or the face that was never his lover’s, and waiting.”
― Elizabeth Bear, All the Windwracked Stars

“He led her downstairs without releasing her, and that he left the front door unguarded reinforced Muire’s deductions about how seriously Cathoair’s friends took his disappearance.”
― 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

“Was one head dominant, or did they serve different functions?”
― 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