Quotes About Jondalar

#1. Roe Deer, when your spirit returns to the Great Earth Mother, thank Her for giving us one of your kind, that we may eat, Jondalar said quietly.

Jean M. Auel

#2. Ayla just didn't seem like a woman who was about to join and establish a new hearth with a man she loved. There was no joy, no excitement. Something was missing. Something called Jondalar.

Jean M. Auel

#3. I have convictions, and the courage of my convictions allows me to overcome my fears and act in a courageous manner ...

Jay Kopelman

#4. Ayla, I looked for you all my life and didn't know I was looking. You are everything I ever wanted, everything I ever dreamed of in a woman, and more. You are a fascinating enigma, a paradox. You are totally honest, open; you hide nothing: yet you are the most mysterious woman I've ever met.

Jean M. Auel

#5. Ayla, what am I doing wrong?" he asked, standing in front of her, dripping. "It's not you. I'm the one who's doingit wrong." "You're not doing anything wrong." "Yes I am. I've been trying all day to encourage you, but you don't understand Clan gestures.

Jean M. Auel

#6. Don't you mind being short?' she blurted. He spread his small hands and looked at them. 'I am a magician, not a princess. A pony costs less to keep than a horse, which means I can buy more books.' He paused. 'It is not always a bad thing, to be overlooked.

Robin McKinley

#7. To dope the racer is as criminal, as sacrilegious, as trying to imitate God; it is stealing from God the privilege of the spark.

Roland Barthes

#8. You weren't being punished. You were waiting for me.

Jean M. Auel

#9. But let no one imagine that we were mere ascetics. There is no more complex pleasure than thought, and it was to thought that we delivered ourselves over.

Jorge Luis Borges

#10. But what is the black spot, captain?

Robert Louis Stevenson

#11. Women are always being tested ... but ultimately, each of us has to define who we are individually and then do the very best job we can to grow into it.

Hillary Clinton

#12. She loved him, more than she could ever find words for, but this love he felt for her was not quite the same. It wasn't so much stronger, as more demanding, more insistent. As though he feared he would lose that which he had finally won.

Jean M. Auel