Top 66 Kingfisher Quotes
#1. The river is such a tranquil place, a place to sit and think of romance and the beauty of nature, to enjoy the elegance of swans and the chance of a glimpse of a kingfisher.
Jane Wilson-Howarth
#3. Nine-tenths of tactics are certain, and taught in books: but the irrational tenth is like the kingfisher flashing across the pool, and that is the test of generals.
T.E. Lawrence
#4. She lifts a bowl of kheer and her thoughts, flittering like dusty sparrows in a brown back alley, turn a sudden kingfisher blue.
Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
#5. The rose petal floats on water. The kingfisher flashes above the pond. Life and beauty swirl in the midst of death.
Robert Jordan
#6. The purple haze of the wych elms; the blue flash of a kingfisher's wings; the statuesque rightness of the milch cows in that green place chomping on the rich flood-grass.
Ronald Frame
#7. Dead, hung up indoors, the kingfisher
will not indicate a favoring wind,
or avert the thunderbolt.
Charles Olson
#8. Oh dear God, no, stop!"
Fumblefoot gave her a reproachful look. Stop what?
I have broken into an enchanted manor house and my pony has crapped on the floor. Oh God.
-Bryony and Roses by T. Kingfisher
T. Kingfisher
#9. You don't like pink?" "I shouldn't think anyone likes pink as much as that room does," said Bryony.
T. Kingfisher
#10. It was still white, and it still glowed under the moon, and the cobbles were still as rounded as old skulls, and the leaves still looked like splashes of blood across the stones, but Rhea felt better. She was still going somewhere terrible, but she had a hedgehog, dammit.
T. Kingfisher
#11. Huh. Tastes like rat squeezins' with too much honey.
T. Kingfisher
#12. If you're looking for a way to break the contract, I do not know. You'd need a demon or a barrister to answer that.
T. Kingfisher
#13. Oh. Yes. There would be someone, wouldn't there? Of course there would be a person. Ask at the farmhouse did not mean that you addressed your questions to the front porch. She had not thought it through.
T. Kingfisher
#14. She brutalized flour and butter, she visited wartime atrocities to milk and yeast. She committed acts of crumpet.
T. Kingfisher
#15. The stone angel did not swoop down from the fountain to carry her off, although honestly, being carried off by an angel did not seem like too terrible a fate at the moment. She
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#16. Oh good," said the Beast dryly. "Here I was afraid that I had kidnapped a sane person by mistake." "If you are going to kidnap travelers, you will simply have to take what you can get," snapped Bryony.
T. Kingfisher
#17. She was still going somewhere terrible, but she had a hedgehog, damnit.
T. Kingfisher
#18. Goblin tea resembles a nice cup of Earl Grey in much the same way that a catfish resembles the common tabby. They share a name, but one is a nice thing to curl up with on a rainy afternoon, and the other is found in the muck at the bottom of polluted rivers and has bits of debris sticking to it.
T. Kingfisher
#20. No matter how pale and pure and perfect you are, the moon is even more perfect.
T. Kingfisher
#21. That sort doesn't like to admit she's been reduced to stealing food, thought the cook. Poor soul! It's only a few apples. Lord, if you're watching, those apples are freely given. You don't hold them against her soul. (The cook was in the habit of lecturing the Lord, whom she considered a colleague.)
T. Kingfisher
#22. You just didn't bring a pitchfork to a swan fight.
T. Kingfisher
#23. Don't stop me," said Bryony. "I'm pulling a weed. This is amazing.
T. Kingfisher
#24. You have a drawer full of dull butter knives and an old pair of kitchen shears. You are hardly armed to the teeth.
Kingfisher Pink
#25. All you had were pigs and enthusiasm. It's not your fault.
T. Kingfisher
#26. That's a guess. Only a guess, but a raven's guess is worth more than a magpie's. Aurrk!"
T. Kingfisher
#27. Do I trust you? thought Gerta. I barely know you and you frightened me and then you kissed me, and truth be told, that frightened me even more.
T. Kingfisher
#28. Artists are odd," said Mousebones, walking around the man in blue. "Even for humans."
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#29. But he's mad, completely mad, and he turns his wives into golems. He needs killing, not negotiation.
T. Kingfisher
#30. Summer had read a great many books about magic and animals and changing your shape. Summer's mother believed that books were safe things that kept you inside, which only shows how little she knew about it, because books are one of the least safe things in the world.)
T. Kingfisher
#31. I'm suggesting that if you're going to bring hell down upon someone's head, you should dress for the occasion.
T. Kingfisher
#32. She did not know many beautiful animals that had sweet tempers, except perhaps butterflies. Then again, there wasn't enough to a butterfly to properly be called a temper. That options did an angry butterfly have, anyway? Stamping eylashed-sized feet? Flapping its wings in a sarcastic manner?
T. Kingfisher
#33. Humans are fine if their hearts freeze. They can keep moving for years like that."
T. Kingfisher
#34. She engaged in a few moments of recreational xenophobia, which didn't help at all but did pass the time. Someone
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#35. It is somehow easier to face things when one is not alone. Courage still does most of the heavy lifting, but Pride gets its shoulder in there, too, just to keep you from embarrassing yourself in front of the other person...or hedgehog, as the case may be.
T. Kingfisher
#36. Bryony began laughing, with a great deal of bitterness to be sure, but still, laughter. That had always been her great gift and her besetting sin, that even in the darkest and most somber times, she had the urge to laugh.
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#37. It was starting to get impatient. A hedgehog hopping irritably on its hind legs is a tragic sight.
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#38. Oh deaf Gog, no, stop!"
Fumblefoot gave her a reproachful look. Stop what?
"I have broken into an enchanted manor house and my pony has crapped on the floor. Oh God.
T. Kingfisher
#39. Do you have a name?" asked Gerta. "I do," said the raven. Gerta waited. The raven fluffed its beard. "I am the Sound of Mouse Bones Crunching Under the Hooves of God."
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#40. Also, the wizard's response to having a skeletal deer leap in front of him and a bruised and whimpering elf fall off its back was to say, "Oh." That
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#41. Ah,' said Zultan. 'I, too. I keep many books at my home.' He gestured to the books in the tent. 'These are only a few. Those I think might need on this trip, and those I have yet to read and might want, and those old friends that I cannot bear to leave behind.
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#42. She dreamed that night of chickweed, which was a strange thing to dream about. Chickweed is a low, weedy little plant, not very distinguished. No one writes poetry comparing their lovers to chickweed (or if they do, the poems are rarely well received).
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#43. The Forester patted a log next to her. 'Come and sit, child. Tell me about your journey, and start a little before the beginning, because we are usually wrong about where things begin.
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#44. Glorious cocked an ear back at her. 'Things act according to their natures,' he said. 'But sometimes our natures are complicated.
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#45. Chickens, for example, were not people. You looked into a chicken's eyes and you saw the back of the chicken's eyeball.
T. Kingfisher
#46. Roses have thorns. That's the price of roses. When you start to forget that, that's when things go wrong.
T. Kingfisher
#47. It was as if the words they spoke were weaving a kind of net, a net of normalcy and propriety and sanity, around a situation that was anything but. The
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#48. The Beast looked faintly alarmed.
"Don't worry, I never stab anyone twice in the same hour. I don't want them to think I'm unoriginal."
"I confess, I am more afraid you will clip me bald."
"Vain Beast.
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#49. Words are like fish and you catch them and you get to keep them forever." "And
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#50. There were too many problems with wizards and fairies and odd things popping up in the corners of the potato field for anyone to want to invite more supernatural intervention.
T. Kingfisher
#51. She had presumably decided that the problem was the village, and if everybody in the village was gone, they would have to bring John back to take care of her. It was the sort of plan a child would come up with - simple, self-centered, and utterly heartless.
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#52. The nice thing about immortality is that you have plenty of time to figure out how to get rid of it.
T. Kingfisher
#53. Bob," I say, "a man who is no longer interested in the genetics of inbred hillbilly water unicorns is a man who is no longer interested in life. I am afraid for your priorities, son."
T. Kingfisher
#54. I don't know why I'm second-guessing Crevan's sanity - I'm sitting here talking to a hedgehog mime.
T. Kingfisher
#55. I will unmake him," said the Clock Wife simply. "I will pull the marrow from his bones, and pour lead into the spaces left behind. I will make his dying into a place, and visit it every day until the end of eternity. But he is not here.
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#56. it was a gift to her, and gifts given freely are a bit less likely to turn bad on you. It's
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#57. Bryony closed her eyes. I am making an enchanted house sad. God help me.
T. Kingfisher
#58. It was not a terribly good stab. Millers' daughters do not traditionally spend a great deal of time engaged in single combat.
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#59. What's going to happen?" asked Rhea. "I was a witch, not a fortune teller," said Maria testily. "No one knows what's going to happen.
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#60. Rhea had learned everything she knew about hate from her encounters with this swan.
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#61. Marriage was like death. You knew it'd happen eventually, but it wasn't something you dwelt on.
T. Kingfisher
#62. Would you like some wine, or would you prefer to yell at me for a little longer?" asked the Beast pleasantly. "I could leave, if you prefer, but I generally hold that those who leave the room when you wish to yell at them are among the most despicable of beings.
T. Kingfisher
#63. They pretended they weren't there as guards and Nessilka pretended her goblins weren't being guarded, and everyone was reasonably happy. Thumper
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#64. Saving a single wondrous thing is better than saving the world. For one thing, it's more achievable. The world is never content to stay saved.
T. Kingfisher
#65. (Potatoes were, for some reason, more prone to fits of random magic than most vegetables. It would take a remarkable magic to affect turnips or kale. No one bothered planting eggplants - they would run into the woods or fly away on leafy kites the instant your back was turned.)
T. Kingfisher
#66. It was a large, neatly kept cottage, with a well-tended yard full of chickens. Hollyhocks grew along the side, in shades of red and violet, unless magic had gotten into them again, in which case they had a tendency to go plaid.
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