Top 160 Cinda Williams Chima Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “A girl who would never play in a tournament. She’d been butchered by agents of the Red Rose when they’d been unable to steal her away.”

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102. “You touch me again, you arrogant Ardenine swine, and I swear on the blood of Hanalea the warrior, I will geld you. Do you understand?”

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103. “You’re a quiet one. You keep to yourself, but when you speak up, you tell the truth: in your music and every other way.”

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104. “Love everywhere, and none for me.”

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105. “Welcome to life in a small town,′ Jack said dryly. ‘Where everybody makes it their business to put their noses in yours.”

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106. “Scummer,” Mick muttered. Mick never said much, and when he did it was usually “scummer.”

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107. “You can’t assume that because you have plenty to eat that everyone does.”

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108. “A fiction writer is never entirely alone. Her characters are constantly whispering in her ear.”

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109. “There were two more cars parked in the lot than when Seph and Madison had arrived. One was the old Jeep that Will and Ellen shared. The other one was unfamiliar, a black minivan with a rent-a-car sticker. It must belong to the alumni, Seph thought. At least he hoped so, because he melted all four tires.”

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110. “Both Averill and Bayar were like actors speaking lines for their audience and not to each other.”

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111. “If you want to be a writer, you must be in love with the process of writing, whether you achieve financial success or not.”

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112. “Whoever put steak and kidneys together in a pie made a serious error in judgment. – Nick Snowbeard.”

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113. “She might be building a house around a single brick, but this brick was all she had.”

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114. “Demons!′ someone shouted in the common speech. ‘Sorcerers! Blasphemers!’ Han looked up in surprise to see the black-robed priest charging down the steps, swinging the broom over his head like a weapon, his face contorted with rage.”

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115. “I can’t make you, Rebecca, but you’ll probably feel better if you eat.”

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116. “But music-good music-was by nature an intimate act.”

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117. “Her clothes still smoked from the wizard’s assault. But to him, she always smelled of flowers.”

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118. “A battle is like a deadly sort of dance, Lyss thought. We learn the steps by sparring in the practice yards, by marching up and down the field in the hope that we’ll remember the moves when we’re distracted by the smell of blood and the shrieks of the wounded anddeath howling toward us from all sides. We go into battle to the cadence of drums and guns, but our dance cards are blank. We have no idea who we’ll dance with that day, when death might cut in, and who’ll leave the floor alive.”

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119. “She padded toward Han, barefoot, like a faerie startled out of a forest bower, bewitching mix of clan and flatland beauty.”

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120. “But adulthood slipped up on you, she thought. It was forced on you whether you liked it or not.”

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121. “I learned a long time ago that it’s not our fault if our parents are monsters. We can’t take responsibility for that, or we’re twice damaged. All we can do is try to go forward in a different way.”

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122. “Nah,” Han said, falling into his old habit of making a bad situation worse.”

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123. “How loud did the music have to be to drown out her thoughts?”

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124. “Even if the job you’re assigned is not to your liking, a Matelon will see it done.”

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125. “The only way to get what you want is to make them more afraid of you than they are of each other.”

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126. “It’s true what they say, then-history is written by the victors.”

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127. “It was just a different kind of battle, one he’d have to learn to win.”

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128. “The girl must be looking for another hot-fudge shower,” Ellen said. Then she, too, advanced on Leesha.”

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129. “Think of what we could accomplish if we were not focused on murdering each other.”

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130. “Well, all right, Ash thought. Maybe freeing the dragon wasn’t such a good idea.”

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131. “Friendship didn’t mean much if it was inflicted.”

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132. “If he weren’t so thoroughly wrung out, he could kill the bastard on the spot. In his present condition, he’d be lucky to strangle a gnat.”

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133. “He keeps this up, he’s bound to be caught, she thought. And this time they’ll dangle him for certain.”

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134. “As with evil, you never know when you’ll be blindsided by kindness.”

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135. “We spend so much of our lives waiting to be ambushed by heartbreak. Why couldn’t we be ambushed by joy?”

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136. “Fitch danced on rooftops like some kind of manic digital maestro in a Wi-Fi headset, waving his arms and crying, ‘More power! Need more power!”

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137. “Jason felt humiliated and frustrated. Rejected by a rock.”

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138. “Please, Kenzie, Jonah thought. Please, please, please back off from this. His life wasn’t much, but it was all he had, this small safe space, walled in by secrets.”

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139. “I always say yes to the man with the sword.”

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140. “They fought for glory, but not for blood. They were Weirlind, heirs of the warrior’s stone. And they always slept better with blades beneath their beds.”

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141. “It’s not about what people think. It’s about who you are.”

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142. “When you love someone it catches the attention of the Gods, who punish you.”

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143. “That’s the thing about guilt,” his father said. “It always seems like there’s enough to go around. The only ones who don’t take a share are the ones who are actually guilty.”

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144. “We can’t rely on magic to win the day.”

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145. “You don’t stop being who you are just because you’ve run away.”

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146. “You are not being paid to make assumptions.”

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147. “You ever notice how sometimes, in the middle of July, right downtown, you’ll see a flower poking up through a crack in the asphalt. And you think, What a stupid place to set down roots. It’ll get run over, or it’ll dry up and blow away. But it hangs on, and it grows, and it blooms. Somehow, against the odds, it finds what it needs and it makes that place better for being there.”

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148. “I’m thinking that there are other reasons not to murder people beyond the fact that there’s no.”

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149. “You don’t have to understand, you just have to survive.”

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150. “I do try to get my own way, but I think it’s because I’ll never get my way on anything that matters.”

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