He expects nothing, she thought, because he's never had anything. And nothing was expected of him. He was free in a way she never would be.
Cinda Williams ChimaHe keeps this up, he's bound to be caught, she thought. And this time they'll dangle him for certain.
Cinda Williams ChimaBut it's not enough to know right from wrong. You need the strength to do what's right, even when what you want most in the world is the wrong thing.
Cinda Williams ChimaHan spotted a child‟s homespun dolly in the ditch, pressed into the mud. He reined in, meaning to climb down and fetch it so he could clean it up for his little sister. Then he remembered that Mari was dead and had no need of dollies anymore. Grief was like that. It gradually faded into a dull ache, until some simple sight or sound or scent hit him like a hammer blow.
Cinda Williams Chima