Abby

“He means to make his subjects merciful and wise; sorrow and struggle bringeth both. We will, he tells me, grow by grieving, live by dying, love by losing. The heart itself is the field of battle and the garden green.”
― Andrew Peterson, The Monster in the Hollows

“He was only twelve, but he knew enough to realize that the way before him would be hard. Is it worth it? he asked himself. Was it worth losing his old life in order to learn the truth of who he was and who he was becoming?
Yes.
Like the pluck of a stringed instrument, the first edge of the sun broke loose and poured light over the world.”
― Andrew Peterson, North! or Be Eaten

“Don’t seem right, do it?” said Topper.

“It ain’t right,” replied Fin. “Not at all.”

Jack guzzled his wine and wiped at his beard. “Mayhap it’s right and we can’t see it...”

Topper scratched his bald head and hummed in thought. “Still don’t seem right,” he proclaimed when he’d hummed enough.

Jack dropped his flagon to the deck and it rolled away clattering. “Yeah, well, what seems ain’t always what is.”
― A.S. Peterson, Fiddler's Green

“in all the vastness of the world, the deepest adventure is not of war or mortal danger, but of heart, of soul, of the infinite discovery of a beloved other.”
― A.S. Peterson, Fiddler's Green