Top 200 Kristin Cashore Quotes (2026 Update)
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101. “Only a person with the true heart of a dictionary-writer would be lying in bed, three days after being stabbed in the gut, worrying about his P’s.”

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102. “I don’t want to love you if you’re only going to die.”

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103. “Well, none of it would ever end if she was too afraid for it to begin.”

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104. “She’d lost her fury, somewhere, as they’d talked. She didn’t feel it anymore. She wished she did, because she preferred it to the emptiness that had settled in its place.”

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105. “I hear you’re supposed to be good at manipulating people. Try a little harder to make me like you, all right? I’m the queen. Your life will be nicer if I like you.”

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106. “Everyone was willing to take some small risk to lessen the damage of their ambition and disorder and lawlessness.”

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107. “I’ll give myself to you however you’l take me,” he said, so simply that Katsa found she wasn’t embarrassed. She watched his face.”

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108. “Circumstances don’t always align themselves with human intention.”

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109. “Go safely. Go safely, she thought to him. what a silly, empty thing it was to say to anyone, anywhere.”

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110. “It hurt her eyes, almost, Ror City; and it didn’t surprise her that Po should come from a place that shone.”

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111. “But everyone has some kind of power to hurt people.”

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112. “Rain is a musical patter against Jane’s imagination. Every umbrella is born knowing that sound, its soul straining for that sound, waiting patiently through rainless day after rainless day for the day when raindrops will thrum against its skin.”

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113. “Everybody was strange. In a fit of frustration, she scratched out strange and wrote the word CRACKPOTS in big letters.”

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114. “When you’re a monster, she thought, you are thanked and praised for not behaving like a monster. She would like to restrain from cruelty and receive no admiration for it.”

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115. “When Brocker arrived he took her hands and held them to his face and cried into them.”

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116. “Katsa didn’t think a person should thank her for not causing pain. Causing joy was worthy of thanks, and causing pain worthy of disgust. Causing neither was neither, it was nothing, and nothing didn’t warrant thanks.”

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117. “Pain might escalate upward and, just when you thought you’d reached your limit, begin to spread sideways, and spill out, and touch other people, and mix with their pain. And grow larger, but somehow less oppressive. She had thought herself trapped in a place outside the ordinary feeling lives of people; she had not noticed how many other people were trapped in that place with her.”

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118. “When I stopped fighting all the things around me, all the things around me started to come together. All the activity, and the landscape, and the ground and the sky, and even people’s thoughts. Everything’s trying to form one picture. And I can feel my place in it like I couldn’t before.”

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119. “She crossed the room to him, put her arms around him, clung to him, turning her face to the side, learning all at once that it was awkward to show a person all of one’s love when one’s nose was broken.”

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120. “Don’t you feel it, the joy of having an effect on everyone and everything simply by being?”

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121. “Ror stood and began to stride around the room. Katsa rose woodenly, in respect for a rising king, but the queen pulled her back down. “If we stood every time he marched around we’d always be standing.”

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122. “I know you don’t want this, Katsa. But I can’t help myself. The moment you came barreling into my life I was lost. I’m afraid to tell you what I wish for, for fear you’ll... oh, I don’t know, throw me into the fire. Or more likely, refuse me. Or worst of all, despise me,” he said, his voice breaking and his eyes dropping from her face. His face dropping into his hands. “I love you,” he said. “You’re more dear to my heart than I ever knew anyone could be. And I’ve made you cry; and there I’ll stop.”

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123. “The kingdoms’ people were at the mercy of the natures of those who rose to be their rulers. It was a gamble, and the current generation did not make for a winning hand.”

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124. “You can’t help whom you love, Lady. Nor can you know what it’s liable to cause you to do.”

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125. “I wonder if it’s meant to be punishment for something one can’t forgive oneself for. Or an external expression, Lady Queen, of an internal pain? Or perhaps it’s a way to realise that you actually do want to stay alive.”

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126. “Fire sat unbreathing. A life that was an apology for the life of his father: It was a notion she could understand, beyond words and thought. She understood it the way she understood music.”

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127. “Dear Brigan, she thought to herself. People want incongruous, impossible things. Horses do, too.”

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128. “If he touches you, I’ll come in and choke him to death.”

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129. “He didn’t wear his rings while they fought. He’d come without them the first day. When she’d protested that it was an unnecessary precaution, his face had assumed a mask of innocence. “I promised Giddon, didn’t I?” he’d said, and that fight had begun with Po ducking, and laughing, as Katsa swung at his face.”

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130. “In truth, Randa usually took care not to involve himself with the other kingdoms. His kingdom sat between Estill and Wester on one axis and between Nander and Sunder on the other. It was a position too tenuous for alliances.”

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131. “Then she marched to the pillows and beat them mercilessly until they lay puffed out like obedient clouds.”

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132. “She groped forward, hands and feet, in search of darkness, distance and solitude.”

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133. “That was what they did with themselves, those two Gracelings, along with a small band of friends: They stirred up trouble on a serious scale – bribery, coercion, sabotage, organized rebellion – all directed at stopping the worst behavior of the world’s most seriously corrupt kings.”

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134. “I don’t understand your book. Isn’t every book a book of words?”

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135. “Everyone wants a bit of something beautiful.”

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136. “She wanted to cause him pain for taking a place in her heart she wouldn’t have given him if she’d known the truth.”

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137. “The sight of her killed his joy. Well. He was not the only person with the right to risk his life, and he was not the only person who was brave. It all seemed to make sense in her mind as she turned to Archer, to assure him she didn’t want to shoot raptors from the wall after all; and then she swung away to Small’s stall to do something that had no logic whatsoever, except, perhaps hidden very deep.”

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138. “I forgive myself... today I forgive myself.”

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139. “There are no medicines to bring a dead thing back to life.”

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140. “Wester, Nander, Estill, Sunder, and the Middluns – the five inner kingdoms – had once known how to coexist peacefully. Centuries back they had all been of the same family, ruled by three brothers and two sisters who had managed to negotiate their jealousies without resorting to war. But any acknowledgment of that old family bond was long gone now.”

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141. “Great! He has indigestion, so let’s torture him with cake.”

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142. “It was a very hard thing to have crushed the heart, and the hopes, of a friend.”

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143. “You really thing I’m an artist?′ Jane has responded. But Jane is coming to know the answer to that question on her own. She’s seeing her umbrellas differently now. People other than she might love those umbrellas someday, probably not for Jane’s reasons, but for their own reasons – reasons Jane won’t know or understand. Jane is beginning to appreciate this wonderful, surreal fact about the creative process.”

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144. “Why does everybody throw every troublesome thing into the river?”

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145. “He leaned heavily on the desk now, as if danger had strengthened him before and its lack now made him weak.”

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146. “People other than she might love those umbrellas someday, probably not for Jane’s reasons, but for their own reasons – reasons Jane won’t know or understand. Jane is beginning to appreciate this wonderful, surreal fact about the creative process.”

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147. “Are you determined to leave me in this world to live without my heart?”

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148. “Garan snorted. “Now that we know about his indigestion, we can torture him with cake.”

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149. “Raffin had told her she wasn’t perceptive. Po was perceptive. And talkative. Perhaps that was why they got along so well. She didn’t have to explain herself to Po, and he explained himself to her without her having to ask. She’d never known a person with whom she could communicate so freely – so unused was she to the phenomenon of friendship.”

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150. “You’re afraid of your own anger.”

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