Morrighan Quotes

“Our stories must be passed to our sons and daughters, for with but one generation, history and truth are lost forever.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“He shook his head. “I’m not like your kind.” And then more sharply, almost as an accusation: “Why don’t you carry weapons?”
I bristled, pulling back my shoulders. “We have weapons. We just don’t use them on people.”
“Maybe if you did, you wouldn’t be so weak.”
Weak? My fingers curled to a fist, and swifter than a hare, I punched him in the stomach. He grunted, doubling over.
“Does that seem weak to you, mighty scavenger?” I taunted. “And remember, our numbers are twice that of yours. Maybe it is you who should follow our ways.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“I didn’t think about his world or mine or the future we couldn’t have. I only thought about the warm light behind my eyelids, his soft murmurs in my ear, and the fullness of what we had in that moment. And we touched in all the ways of yesterday and more.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“One day he gave me a handful of sky when he saw me gazing up at the clouds, just to see me smile. I put it in my pocket.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“From the loins of Morrighan, Hope will be born. On its heels came a whispered name that was always just beyond my reach, not yet mine to hear, but I knew that one day my children’s children or the ones who came after would hear it. One day hope would have a name.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“But all I heard was a different kind of knowing, one that even Morrighan couldn’t hear, a knowing that felt as sure and old as the earth itself. It whispered deep within my gut, I am yours, Morrighan, forever yours … and when the last star of the universe blinks silent, I will still be yours.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“We talked about it. Love. Was that what this was? I love you, Jafir, she would say at any moment of the day, just to hear it said aloud. She would laugh and then say it again, her eyes solemn, looking into mine. I love you, Jafir de Aldrid. And it didn’t matter how many times she said it, I waited for her to say it again.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“But I would always see her. Until I drew my last breath, it would always be her face I saw when I closed my eyes at night, and her face again when I woke each morning. I would force myself to forget the last words I heard from her lips. I would remember others. I love you, Jafir de Aldrid. Words that, now, I was sure I had never deserved. I”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“Everything had changed between us the day she held my slingshot and I placed my arms around her. It frightened me, this change, the way it made me feel and even think differently, but every day since then, as I rode to the valley, all I could think of was holding her again, kissing her, listening to her, watching her laugh. Just”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“It was in the sorrows, in the fear, in the need, that the knowing gained flight, and I had much of all of these.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“Possibility became a winged creature that could take me anywhere I asked.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“It was a once upon a time world that used to be.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“He settled into his saddle, then reluctantly looked my way again. “Jafir de Aldrid,” he answered. “And I am—” “I know who you are. You’re Morrighan.” He galloped off. It was another four years before I saw him again, and the whole of that time, I wondered how he knew my name.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“What's your name?" I asked as he mounted his horse.
"You are nothing!" he answered, as if he'd heard a different question from my lips. He settled into his saddle, then reluctantly looked my way again. "Jafir de Aldrid," he answered.
"And I am --"
"I know who you are. "You're Morrighan." He galloped off.
It was another four years before I saw him again, and the whole of that time, I wondered how he knew my name.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“We stood and watched as the clan ran ahead of us into the valley that would become our home. Jafir pressed his hand to the small mound growing in my belly and smiled. Our hope. “We have been blessed by the gods,” he said. “The cruelties of the world are behind us now. Our child will never know them.” I”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“These were the places that Ama described in her stories, places where all the children of the tribe would be princes and princesses and their stomachs always full. It was a once-upon-a-time world that used to be. In”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“One day hope would have a name.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“From the loins of Morrighan,
Hope will be born.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“Desperation grew teeth. Claws. It became an animal inside me that knew no bounds, unspeakable, just as Jafir had tried to explain to me so long ago. It tore open my darkest thoughts, letting them unfurl like black wings.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

“There was so much I didn't know about the ways between a man and woman. But I knew I wanted him. And I knew he wanted me.”
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan