A brother,” she said, her voice soft. The baby started to cry, a weak, garbled sound that worried the nurse. Lady’s scowl deepened. She slapped a dimpled hand over his mouth. The nurse pulled him away quickly, and Lady looked up, face contorted in rage.“Mine!” she shouted. It was her first word. The nurse laughed, shocked, and lowered the baby once more. Lady glared at him until he stopped crying. Then, apparently satisfied, she toddled out of the room.

— Kiersten White

And so she cut out her heart and offered it as a sacrifice. She would pay whatever price her mother Wallach demanded.“Make me prince,” she said without feeling.

— Kiersten White

Any other iron on you?” he asked impatiently.“Just my tongue stud.” His look was a mixture of curiosity and horror.“I’m kidding, you idiot. Let’s go.

— Kiersten White

A true conversion is always only between a man and God.

— Kiersten White

Because I am in love with you. Because I cannot be around you for fear you will finally see what is written across my heart. Because the pain of you is one I cannot bear

— Kiersten White

Being dead wasn't supposed to hurt. Where was the fairness in that? If I was dead, the least the universe could do was make it painless

— Kiersten White

Belief is not weakness. Faith is the greatest strength we can have.

— Kiersten White

Best to have only a few absolutely perfect trait - for example, my hair and eyes and sparkling personality - so you don't overwhelm.

— Kiersten White

But there are many ways to be powerful. There is power in stillness. There is power in watching, waiting, saying the right thing at the right time to the right person. There is power in being a woman---oh yes, power in these bodies you gaze upon with derision.

— Kiersten White

Christmas Eve is my favorite... I think the anticipation is more fun than anything else. I kind of lost that. The idea that something - food, traditions, an arbitrary date on the calendar - can be special because we decide it should be. We make it special. Not just for ourselves, but for others.

— Kiersten White