Selkies Quotes

“It's the colors that will make you stray. They sing to you, the not-blue and the searing light, and no matter how tightly you tie yourself to the inbetween, eventually you will break free.
No one swims only in the shallow water.”
― Betsy Cornwell, Tides

“But unlike sirens, selkies don't mean any harm with their songs. They don't sing to seduce or to kill. Their songs have nothing to do with anyone but themselves. They sing for the simple joy of it, and because of that, I imagine their songs are more beautiful than those of any siren.”
― Betsy Cornwell, Tides

“In grave danger of suffocation, the mermaid peeled away from him and emitted a sonar wail that woke drowned sailors from their oyster beds.”
― Kevin Ansbro, The Minotaur's Son & Other Wild Tales

“Why must we climb away to the seal-less parts of the world?”
― Margo Lanagan, The Brides of Rollrock Island

“Suit yourself, but don’t pretend you would have done any better. There are only so many options a man has when he’s about to lose everything.”
― J. Keller Ford, Make Believe

“Chewie gave a bone-scented sigh and rubbed his jowl affectionately against her leg. "I can't tell you what to do, Beka. I can just tell you that I would be very sorry if you weren't my Baba. I've kind of gotten used to having you around."

Beka blinked back unexpected emotion. "Thanks, Chewie. That's really sweet."

He was quiet for a moment, and then said. "You know what's really sweet? S'mores, that's what." He gazed up at her with an innocent expression. "Just sayin'.”
― Deborah Blake, Wickedly Wonderful

“Some things were only possible in fairy tales. And not the kind of fairy tales that Baba Yagas featured in; those tended not to have happy endings.”
― Deborah Blake, Wickedly Wonderful

“I guess part of me hoped that you'd come to me because you trusted me to help. And because maybe you missed me, just a little."
Beka took a deep breath. "Just a little? Hell, Marcus, it felt like I was missing half my soul."...
His hazel eyes stared into hers, as if he could read her mind, or maybe her heart, which stuttered and skipped as if it only half remembered how to beat.
Then he said in a low, fervent voice, "I think I found it for you." He pulled her into his arms, wrapping her in strength and warmth and longing, tugging her in close until his lips met hers.”
― Deborah Blake, Wickedly Wonderful

“SELKIE
Alone, the cold body of the selkie man lay upon the sand, so like the drowned one the widow had called for.
For her longing, he was hauled upon the sand, exposed to the moonlight.
The selkie strained in fraught movements and human form broke from the gleaming seal fur.
Undeniably he bore the image of the widow’s lost husband and spoke with the sounds of the dead man’s voice.
She hailed back from the rocks.
Shadows accumulating beyond the moon’s ability to reform.
Colours were washed from sight and silver crashed through her, colder than snow dreams of being.
In the dark, the ocean became the rolling flanks of a great beast drifting back across the horizon.
Out deep soon, the land’s drop sharp.”
― Tamara Rendell, Mystical Tides

“We ride over the cliffs and then the sea, watching mermaids leap in the spangled waves and selkies rolling along the surf. Past the fog perpetually surrounding the islands and concealing them from mortals.”
― Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

“There's someone watching me out there,' he said. 'Out in the sea. They have grey eyes -- grey as the sea. They're looking at me.'

"The owl was a baker's daughter,' said Harry.

"Yes, she was,' said Jon, unsurprised at this disclosure.”
― Alice Thomas Ellis, The Inn at the Edge of the World

“A deliciously slow-burning tale of maternal fury, folklore, and the saltwater price of stolen things. This isn’t a love story. It’s a reckoning.”
― Lori Hettler