Tamora Pierce
Tamora Pierce
Tamora Pierceis an American writer of fantasy fiction for teenagers, known best for stories featuring young heroines. She made a name for herself with her first book series, The Song of the Lioness, which followed the main character Alanna through the trials and triumphs of training as a knight. Many of her books have feminist themes...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth13 December 1953
CountryUnited States of America
rewards dawn midnight
free time is an illusion. It's what you get when you die and the gods reward you for a life spent working from dawn until midnight.
folks
[P]ride is something only folk with money can afford.
cousin brother uncles
Folk caught up in a riot aren't our cousins and sisters, our brothers and uncles. They are part of a big animal with many arms and claws, armed with stones and sticks.
thinking make-you-think excited
You get too excited over big flashes, Tunstall. Mages rely on that to make you think they have more power than you.
eye want lips
I said I fell down. Ah. The ground bloodied your nose, split yer lip, and punched ye in th' eye, all at once. I said I don't want to talk about it.
fear mean attention
Fear is a good thing. It mean you're paying attention.
girl fighting feelings
Feelings, she learned, were hard to fight. She treasured his smiles and compliments and tried not to dwell on the fact that he gave this things to his friend Kel. His dreamy-eyed gazes, poems, and fits of passionate melancholy were for Uline. It was hard not to resent the older girl.
falling-in-love nice flirting
Wouldn't--" Kel began to say, but the words stuck in her mouth. She swallowed and tried again. "Wouldn't it be well, not nice to flirt with somebody you don't want to fall in love with?
long world ignored
So long as there are nobles and commoners, the wealthy and the poor, those with power will be heard, and those without ignored. That's the world.
eye feet clothes
The tall thief rushed down the stairs and grabbed her, swinging her around as he laughed. "And I've been thinkin' you forgot me," he said, placing her on her feet once more. "Just look at you! Tan and fit and wearin' the clothes of a Bazhir-" Alanna looked up into his friendly hazel eyes and broke into tears.
winter night brave
You are brave, kicking a chained prisoner. They must sing heroic ballads about you on winter nights!" (Alanna)
thinking being-different might
Alan, you seem to think we won't like you unless you do things just like everyone else. Have you ever thought we might like you because you're different?
winning night done
It's always better to attack than to defend," Coram had told her when they talked about fencing late at night. "Always. Ye don't win with defense--ye only hold the other feller off, or wear him down. Attack and have done with it!
believe deeds i-believe
I believe in deeds, not words.