{"author":"Robin McKinley","author_id":"Robin+McKinley","total_quotes":61,"quotes":[{"text":"I found that the only way I could control this sorrow was not to think of [it] at all, which was almost as painful as the loss itself.","author":"Robin McKinley","tags":["death","grief","heartbreak","loss","sorrow"],"id":114,"author_id":"Robin+McKinley"},{"text":"As I have said, you have no reason to trust me, and an excellent reason not to.","author":"Robin McKinley","tags":["beast","beauty","beauty-and-the-beast","love","reasoning","trust"],"id":1192,"author_id":"Robin+McKinley"},{"text":"She had not meant to name them, but she could not help herself; and having done so she thought, Let their names be symbols that their lives are worth the keeping. Let them struggle a little the harder, to keep their names.","author":"Robin McKinley","tags":["fairy-tales","fantasy","retelling"],"id":3520,"author_id":"Robin+McKinley"},{"text":"Not all honey— she had concluded— had a specific use beyond what all honey is good for, sweetness and salves. But this honey, it was somehow so strong that it must be for something, though she had still not learnt what it was. The best she had come to was that this honey was for joy...","author":"Robin McKinley","tags":["herbal-cures","honey","honey-and-clover","joy","joy-of-life","moods","nature"],"id":13406,"author_id":"Robin+McKinley"},{"text":"Her betrothed is a lout, her father is a boor; and now her brother is trailing around looking like a thunderstorm about to burst. Men are not sensible creatures.''Thank you,' said Robin.","author":"Robin McKinley","tags":["cecily","marian","men","robin","will"],"id":14517,"author_id":"Robin+McKinley"},{"text":"I like that: a little pressure on the understood boundaries of yourself. Sounded like something out of a self-awareness class, probably with yoga. See what kind of a pretzel you can tie yourself into and press on the understood... I was raving, if only to myself.","author":"Robin McKinley","tags":["boundaries","humor","self-awareness","yoga"],"id":20689,"author_id":"Robin+McKinley"},{"text":"Majid gave me a brief dazzling golden stare and then half-lidded his eyes again. I know when my life is being threatened.","author":"Robin McKinley","tags":["cats","humor"],"id":22780,"author_id":"Robin+McKinley"},{"text":"There are always cats around Charlie's, but they are usually refugees seeking asylum from the local rat population, and rather desperately friendly.","author":"Robin McKinley","tags":["cats","humor"],"id":37256,"author_id":"Robin+McKinley"},{"text":"The Pavilion did not burn by lightening,' she said.He hesitated again. 'It holds the memory of fire,' he said at last. 'Lightening is young and strong and thoughtless, but it could also wish to visit the site of some particular victory of one of its kind--as a young soldier recently commissioned might visit the scene of some great battle--.","author":"Robin McKinley","tags":["fire"],"id":42740,"author_id":"Robin+McKinley"},{"text":"The magic in that country was so thick and tenacious that it settled over the land like chalk-dust and over floors and shelves like sticky plaster-dust. (House-cleaners in that country earned unusually good wages.) If you lived in that country, you had to de-scale your kettle of its encrustation of magic at least once a week, because if you didn't, you might find yourself pouring hissing snakes or pond slime into your teapot instead of water. (It didn't have to be anything scary or unpleasant, especially in a cheerful household - magic tended to reflect the atmosphere of the place in which it found itself -- but if you want a cup of tea, a cup of lavender-and-gold pansies or ivory thimbles is unsatisfactory.).","author":"Robin McKinley","tags":["humor","magic"],"id":65240,"author_id":"Robin+McKinley"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":61,"pages":7,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}