Irish Mythology Quotes

“She would let her soul hide while her body was consumed with magic, fire, and boiling blood. A riveting communion.”
― J.Z.N. McCauley, The Oathing Stone

“You think very little of me, don't you?"
"On the contrary. I think very highly of you and become disappointed when you do not live up to my standards.”
― Emma Hamm, Heart of the Fae

“Everything is dangerous, and one must decide whether to live in fear, or courage”
― Emma Hamm, Heart of the Fae

“Perhaps I am a dark, unpleasant creature. But I am my own creature. I am mine, my feet on the earth and the water in my soul and fire in my heart. And when all is taken from me I will still have my anger and my pain and they will feed me.”
― Deirdre Sullivan, Savage Her Reply

“I think controlling the future with an iron grasp only limits the possibilities of tolerance and positive change.”
― Emma Hamm, Heart of the Fae

“Setanta Ó hAilpín....the original Setanta from the old Gaelic stories was ten foot tall, had ten fingers on each hand and ten toes on each foot but even he couldn't be playing better hurling than his namesake here today.”
― Mícheál Ó Muircheartaigh

“Faerie footprints are specks of magic that the earth couldn't bear to part with.”
― J.Z.N. McCauley, The Oathing Stone

“I'll tear down your realm, starting with this castle.”
― J.Z.N. McCauley, The Oathing Stone

“Family is who you choose, not who is in your blood.”
― Emma Hamm, Heart of the Fae

“Bullshit,
as you
Americans
say."
"He's Irish."
"The Irish say bullshit too.”
― Kevin Hearne, Hexed

“Children such the lives out of their mothers. They drain them until they are little more than husks. But they are good for the soul.”
― Emma Hamm, Heart of the Fae

“This was the only power a human had over a Fae. She had his name, and now she could command him to do whatever she pleased.”
― Emma Hamm, Heart of the Fae

“One afternoon more than thirty-five years ago I set foot on a path that changed my life. I found a name in a book – Brigit – and a brief column of text about her. A spark was kindled and I knew I wanted more. This led me to a search for information about Brigit and connection with her that has never ceased. Though my understanding of her has grown and shifted since those first few paragraphs, I remain drawn to Brigit like a lamb to its mother.”
― Mael Brigde, A Brigit of Ireland Devotional: Sun Among Stars

“Hoop bloeit enkel in een hart dat moedig genoeg is om te breken.”
― Merel Godelieve, De laatste ravendochter

“In the midst of a hive of customers and clerks, a small boy with blond hair neatly parted on one side stares up into the face of a bronze sculpture. It is Cuchulainn himself---the warrior light. The Hound of Coolan lashed to a boulder with spear drawn. But The Hound is leaning to one side and dying in a public hall of the Dublin Post Office.”
― Laura Treacy Bentley, The Silver Tattoo

“Kiana loved birds," Breena told him late one dusky evening. "When she was just a few summers old, she would run beneath them as they flew, her chubby arms stretched out as if tmo take flight alongside them." She sniffed and wrapped her arms around her stomach. "A few weeks before the attack, she told me that she was still going to fly one day. 'I look at the birds, and I see freedom,' she said. 'To soar above the hurt of the world, to be too high for the wars of men to touch you: that is what it means to fly.”
― Elizabeth Wilson, House of the Dead

“I am presently most displeased with the entire male gender and sure it would take little inducement on your part to cause me to use this weapon to lop off your head this night. So be gone with you, for I don’t care to be in your company! You cause me great suspicion!”
“I cause you suspicion? You’re the one doin’ the whole Lizzie Borden routine!”
― Leigh Ann Edwards, A Witch's Life

“I do not part with my collections easily.'

Collections? The word crawled over Catherine like a spider.”
― J.Z.N. McCauley, The Oathing Stone

“Change is the only constant, a star in the snow.”
― Bibiana Krall, Mont Pelier

“What the author put down on the page was just part of it. Characters, settings and plots from their creative minds were brought to life every time someone new read the words. Imaginary lives were created. Mythical worlds were explored. Fantastical creatures existed for new readers to experience.”
― Melissa Bourbon, Shadows on the Page

“Dude.
If that was a
Shakespearean quote
duel,
he just kicked your ass.”
― Kevin Hearne, Hexed

“De waarde van haar leven lag in de verbinding met hen van wie ze hield en in de woorden die onuitgesproken bleven omdat één blik genoeg was. Het lag in de gesprekken die tot diep in de nacht doorgingen en in de handen die elkaar halsstarrig hadden vastgehouden in momenten van kwetsbaarheid. Ja, geluk was gedeelde liefde. Liefde waar zij voor gekozen had.”
― Merel Godelieve, De laatste ravendochter