Forest of Dreams and Whispers Quotes

“I've always known I would watch you die," he said. "I've like the idea less and less as the years have gone by. I'd trade many a year to give you an extra month, and still consider I'd got the better end of the deal.”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“he found it difficult for his eyes to move elsewhere, like there was something more wondrous about watching her experience the world than seeing it for himself.”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“She had to live with the person she’d become—or grow into a better version of it.”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“Her name sounded strange on his tongue, rough and soft, a serrated blade slicing through silk. The syllables rang painfully, like it cost something to speak them, like he found his voice unworthy of the task.”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“He found himself bitterly unprepared for the agony of want.”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“And you didn’t know your father,” she retorted, more sharply than she meant to. “And that’s the problem, isn’t it? Now, you never will. You cannot mourn what you did not love. So you mourn what might have been, instead.”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“Goodnight, cherished punishment,” he replied,”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“I am worried,” he admitted, “that you will get hurt as a result.”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“Hawthorn sighed. “Please, my darling Jules, sweetest of my guards, song of my soul, won’t you prepare our horses so that we may go for a ride?”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“The older I get, the less sure I am of anything.”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“If you are not my mistress, then why do I come whenever you bid me?” Hawthorn cackled, staggering towards her. “I am quite at your mercy.”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“She moved through the rest of the pages, indulging in similar entries, comments about her hair, her walk, the way she sliced her apples or her eyes lit up at the delicacies placed in front of her. A tally of the number of times she’d smiled. How had he noticed all this about her over the years? Why did he even care? Why did every other page offer up insults?”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“He found himself bitterly unprepared for the agony of wnat. He was used to sordid fantasies and sick desires, used to craving flesh and sex. This... this was something else. He wanted to pull her into the bath with him, to stroke that flame-gold hair from her back and kiss every muscle and scar while she lay slotted against his chest. He wanted to dance with her all night long, body against his, breath on his face. He wanted to wake in her arms, for her stiff face to smile at him, for those lips to speak softness in his ears.”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“He rehearsed the words in his head. "Why, Juliana, fancy meeting you here! Do you always come here on your day off?"
She'd probably tell him he knew that already, and threaten some mild violence.
He couldn't wait.”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“You ruined my day off."
"Did it ever occur to you that I might miss you?”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers

“My sweet, despicable villain! You're just as hideous as I remember.”
― Katherine Macdonald, Forest of Dreams and Whispers