How absurd it was that in all seven kingdoms, the weakest and most vulnerable of people - girls, women - went unarmed and were taught nothing of fighting, while the strong were trained to the highest reaches of their skill.
Kristin CashoreMots clés power strong weak unfair katsa
When a monster stopped behaving like a monster, did it stop being a monster? Did it become something else?
Kristin CashoreHe laughed. "I know you're teasing me. And you should know I'm not easily humiliated. You may hunt for my food, and pound me every time we fight, and protect me when we're attacked, if you like. I'll thank you for it.
Kristin CashoreIt seems better to me for a child to have these skills and never use them, than not have them and one day need them," she said.
Kristin CashoreYou know,” he said, “I wish you could see this cave.”
“What’s it like?”
He paused. “It’s...beautiful, really.”
“Tell me.”
And so Po described to Katsa what hid in the blackness of the cave; and outside, the world awaited them.
Mots clés beautiful katsa cave po graceling
She glanced up at him, and in that moment he pulled his wet shirt over his head. She forced her mind blank. Blank as a new sheet of paper, blank as a starless sky. He came to the fire and crouched before it. He rubbed the water from his bare arms and flicked it in the flames. She stared at the goose and sliced his drumstick carefully and thought of the blankest expression on the blankest face she could possibly imagine. It was a chilly evening; she thought about that. The goose would be delicious, they must eat as much of it as possible, they must not waste it; she thought about that.
Kristin CashoreMots clés katsa po graceling blank
Then she'll know I'll want to knock her senseless if she so much as looks at me.
Kristin CashoreMots clés katsa
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Katsa and Po were trying to drown each other and, judging from their hoots of laughter, enjoying it immensely.
Kristin CashoreMots clés humor katsa po bitterblue
Your face will freeze like that, you know, Kat," Raffin said helpfully to Katsa.
"Maybe I should rearrange your face, Raff," said Katsa.
"I should like smaller ears," Raffin offered.
"Prince Raffin has nice, handsome ears," Helda said, not looking up from her knitting. "As will his children. Your children will have no ears at all, My Lady," she said sternly to Katsa.
Katsa stared back at her, flabbergasted.
"I believe it's more that her ears won't have children," began Raffin, "which, you'll agree, sounds much less—
Mots clés humor katsa bitterblue helda raffin
I've liked you better when Katsa's around,' Giddon said. 'She's so rotten to me that you seem positively pleasant in contrast.
Kristin CashoreMots clés katsa po kristin-cashore bitterblue giddon
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