Bree Taylor

“Smell is the voice of the soul...”
― Shannon Hale, Book of a Thousand Days

“I let my head fall back, and I gazed into the Eternal Blue Sky. It was morning. Some of the sky was yellow, some the softest blue. One small cloud scuttled along. Strange how everything below can be such death and chaos and pain while above the sky is peace, sweet blue gentleness. I heard a shaman say once, the Ancestors want our souls to be like the blue sky.”
― Shannon Hale, Book of a Thousand Days

“Time is a wind that keeps blowing in my face and mumbling words that don't make sense.”
― Shannon Hale, Book of a Thousand Days

“Sometimes my fancy gets to floating inside me, threatening to carry me away like a leaf on a wind. Better to be a stone.”
― Shannon Hale, Book of a Thousand Days