Juliet Marillier
Juliet Marillier
Juliet Marillieris a New Zealand-born writer of fantasy, focusing predominantly on historical fantasy. She was educated at the University of Otago, where she graduated with a BA in languages and a Bachelor of Music. Marillier taught music at the high school and university levels and has also served as a choral conductor and opera singer. In 2009 Marillier was diagnosed with breast cancer...
NationalityNew Zealander
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth27 July 1948
sorrow despair found
In all experience, there is something to be learned. In deepest sorrow, wisdom is found. In the well of despair, hope rises.
religious deeds sake
As for religious faith, a lack of it shouldn't stop us from doing good deeds for their own sake.
novelists behavior interaction
As a novelist, I'm endlessly fascinated by human behavior and interactions.
moon sky sun
He and I…we share a bond. Not love, exactly. It goes beyond that. He is mine as surely as sun follows moon across the sky. Mine before ever I knew he existed. Mine until death and beyond.
offering mouths knees
This is a—a proposal of marriage?” he asked me, and there was the very smallest trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth, something I had never seen before. “I suppose so,” I said, blushing again. “And, as you see, I’m doing it properly, on my knees.” “This would, however, be a partnership of equals you’re offering, I imagine?” “Undoubtedly.” (448-49)
skeletons track tree
There was so much of beauty here: the neat, small tracks of a foraging creature, stoat or marten; the inticate tracery of a skeleton leaf, still clinging vainly to its parent tree as, little by little, time stripped it of its substance, leaving only the delicate remembrance of what it had been.
iron stronger springtime
Stronger than iron crueler than death sweeter than springtime it lives beyond breath
sleep bird owl
More like some small, fierce bird of prey, something with a sharp bite. An owl perhaps, that speaks only when the rest of the world sleeps. Jenny will do well enough.
tears wish dry
I wish- I wish I could dry these tears, I wish I could make this better for you. But I don't know how.
found-you waiting choices
For indeed you have a choice. You can flee and hide, and wait to be found. You can live out your days in terror, without meaning. Or you can take the harder choice, and you can save them.
weed song garden
How could you not know?" His voice was full of wonderment. "You changed me utterly. You were like a...like a bright, wonderful bloom in a garden full of weeds. Like a graceful capital on a page of plain script, a letter decorated with the deepest, finest colors in all Erin. Like a flame, Caitrin. Like a song.
godlike exhibits
Nobody expects you to exhibit godlike strength, excepting maybe yourself.
dream keys waking
A dream is the key that unlocks the mysteries of the waking world...
lessons difficult stills
Trust can be a hard lesson; hope still more difficult.