All that he had of her was his memory, where he held every moment, every single moment that she had been his. That was all he had, to keep out the loneliness.

— Juliet Marillier

And as I watched him, I knew that in every dark night there was, somewhere, a small light burning that could never be quenched.

— Juliet Marillier

Ask us for any help you need... Let us be strong for you.

— Juliet Marillier

Dawn will come,’ I told him quietly. ‘The night can be very dark; but I’ll stay by you until the sun rises. These shadows cannot touch you while I am here. Soon we’ll see the first hint of gray in the sky, the color of a pigeon’s coat, then the smallest touch of the sun’s finger, and one bird will be bold enough to wake first and sing of tall trees and open skies and freedom. Then all will brighten and color will wash across the earth, and it will be a new day. I will stay with you, until then.

— Juliet Marillier

Death, of course, should not be feared, but awaited with certain wonder. To die was to step across a threshold into a new world, unknown, unimaginable.

— Juliet Marillier

Even when I was young and content and thought life would bring good things for me and mine, I didn't believe in miracles.

— Juliet Marillier

For the others, it was still just a tale, like all the tales we told, night by night, tales comical and strange, tales heroic and awe-inspiring, the tales that formed the fabric of our spirits.

— Juliet Marillier

His eyes reflected the open gray of the autumnal sky.

— Juliet Marillier

His touch warmed my whole body. I was longing to throw my arms around him and hold him close, but the magic of this moment was like a single, lovely strand of cobweb, fragile and delicate. One wrong move and it would snap beyond mending.

— Juliet Marillier

His touch was like a bard's on his instrument, and it awakened a deep and mysterious music in my body.

— Juliet Marillier