Mary Watson > Quotes

“There would be consequences, I knew that. There were always consequences, usually teeny tiny consequences that you hardly noticed. But the small things added up over time, until eventually they formed one big thing that could crush you beneath its weight.”
― Mary Watson, The Wren Hunt

“We were always told: when something repeats, it gains significance. This is how a pattern is formed. And it felt like something was forming around me. Like I was being woven into something and couldn't work my way out.”
― Mary Watson, The Wren Hunt

“We stood there, the weight of the last months between us. Both of us hurt, and the bruises and brokenness on the outside only the barest indication of the damage beneath.”
― Mary Watson, The Wren Hunt

“Your tattoo,” I said without thinking. “Does it mean anything?”

“Don't most tattoos?” he said. “I kind of want something to have significance if it's in permanent ink. On my skin.”

“What does it mean?”

“It's a warning,” he said.

Right.

“Do you have others?” I couldn't see any, despite his short sleeves. “I mean, under your clothes?”
What was wrong with me? Was it inappropriate hour or something?

“One more.” He was trying not to smile. “But I need to know you a little better first.”
― Mary Watson, The Wren Hunt

“I know. I know you trained as a killer. That you mean to be Raker. And I know who you'll end up hurting.” I couldn't hide the tremor in my voice. “Here's your chance. You have the enemy in your bedroom. Do your worst.”
― Mary Watson, The Wren Hunt

“And do you? Trust me?” Reckless, Wren.

“Of course not,” he said. But as he walked through the door he added, “Except perhaps at night. Beneath the trees.”
― Mary Watson, The Wren Hunt

“Child, you are so much more than your anger. It is a tool, sometimes necessary. Your anger does not define you.”
― Mary Watson, Blood to Poison

“Don't let fear dictate your choices. Sometimes the thing that breaks you is what makes you.”

Yeah, put that on a greeting card. Or make a fucking meme with cute kittens.”
― Mary Watson, The Wicker Light

“Looking at Wren is like looking into the heart of some ancient thing. Her skin makes me think of tree bark and her eyes remind me of the green at the very top of the trees in the woods. Her hair falls down her shoulders in ropes and I think of tree roots jostling for space around an ancient oak.”
― Mary Watson, The Wicker Light

“I guess we bring out our darkness when it's necessary. It doesn't mean it should define us.”
― Mary Watson, The Wicker Light

“I stood in the living room, still rooted to the worn rug. The room exactly as it was before, yet something had changed. Something unnameable. It felt almost like Tarc's sweet kiss was the opposite of a kill mark. A promise of something. But with the same power to destroy.”
― Mary Watson, The Wren Hunt

“Do you have one?” He smiled, keeping his eyes on mine.

“What, you'll show me yours if I show you mine?” I really needed to shut it.

Tarc laughed. It was so easy to be with him. Except that it wasn't.

“No tattoos,” I said.”
― Mary Watson, The Wren Hunt

“I often think that grand love is extremely selfish, not selfless, as some like to believe.”
― Mary Watson, The Cleaner: A Novel

“You can't change someone, you know.”

“I know, Mom,” I say, “I know.” But people can change themselves. Not for anyone else, but because they want to be better.”
― Mary Watson, The Wicker Light

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― Mary Watson, The Wicker Light

“You showed the Eye to someone who wanted to see it?”
My brother is a big walking headache. “Who?”

“A girl?”

“A girl?” I spit the words out.
If Oisin lost the Eye trying to impress some girl he likes, I'm going to kill him. And Mamo and Dad will bring him back to life so they can kill him again. There must be some dark, ancient ritual for that.”
― Mary Watson, The Wicker Light

“But then his hands were in my hair and his lips were fierce against mine. All those things we hadn't said to each other suddenly didn't matter. He was telling me so much more, with his hands, his legs, his lips. The way his body curved over mine. And in those minutes, for the first time in months, I felt right.”
― Mary Watson, The Wren Hunt

“sleeping. What seems to be the matter?" she asked with a gentle voice.”
― Mary Watson, Bedtime Stories for Kids Ages 4-8: Seven Enchanting Children's Fantasy Collection Tales: Empowering Adventures to Boost Bravery, Confidence, and Self-Belief ...

“What if they're wrong? What if her magic became more because of how she'd suffered? What if her magic was bigger and stronger, better, for the scars she bore? If the Sisters hadn't been so close-minded, if they'd accepted who she was, let her explore how her rage added to her power instead of condemning her, then maybe things would have turned out differently.”
― Mary Watson, Blood to Poison