Let your heart travel lightly. Because what you bring with you becomes part of the landscape.
Anne BishopHer smile faded. โDo you know the worst thing about it? I forgot him. Daemon was a friend, and I forgot him. That Winsol, before I wasโฆhe gave me a silver bracelet. I donโt know what happened to it. I had a picture of him. I donโt know what happened to that either. And then he gave everything he had to help me, and when it was done, everyone walked away from him as if he didnโt matter.
Anne BishopOur recovery of hope - full colour, three-dimensional, hard working, clear thinking, wildly radical, living hope - is our key to liberation.
Anne BishopSmoke says the beef is much better than the squawky white birds. Her expression changed from annoyed to dismayed. Squawky white birds? Chickens? You ate Mrs. Beale's chickens?Smoke whined apologetically.Saetan leaned back in his chair. Oh, it was so satisfying to see her thrown off stride. I'm sure Mrs. Beale was delighted to feed a guest - even if she wasn't aware of it, he added dryly, remembering too well his cook's reaction when she learned about the missing hens.
Anne Bishop