They are so young, they forget that the world is not as in love with them as they are.
Ann-Marie MacDonaldHope is a gift. You can't choose to have it. To believe and yet to have no hope is to thirst beside a fountain.
Ann-Marie MacDonaldWriting is a hellish task, best snuck up on, whacked on the head, robbed and left for dead.
Ann-Marie MacDonaldIt's important to attend funerals. It is important to view the body, they say, and to see it committed to earth or fire because unless you do that, the loved one dies for you again and again.
Ann-Marie MacDonaldTell the story, gather the events, repeat them. Pattern is a matter of upkeep. Otherwise the weave relaxes back to threads picked up by birds to make their nests. Repeat, or the story will fall and all the king's horses and all the king's men. . . . Repeat, and cradle the pieces carefully, or events will scatter like marbles on a wooden floor.
Ann-Marie MacDonald