Amelia Atwater-Rhodes
Amelia Atwater-Rhodes
Amelia Holt Atwater-Rhodes, known professionally as Amelia Atwater-Rhodes, is an American author of fantasy and young adult literature...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth16 April 1984
CountryUnited States of America
lying oil stories
A story isn't a charcoal sketch, where every stroke lies on the surface to be seen. It's an oil painting, filled with layers that the author must uncover so carefully to show its beauty.
dream giving-up dying
You speak of giving up my dreams. Have you ever, since Maeve's coven split, had a dream? Have you ever had anything worth dying for?
heart night pieces
Only love can break a heart into so many pieces. -Risika(In The Forest Of The Night)
heart night forests
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you,'Aubrey. I will avenge this scar and every scar you have put into my heart. -Risika(In The Forest Of The Night)
voice reason dare
Aubrey's voice when he answered was soft. "I'm one of the reasons they wouldn't dare.
this-life wells
Live it well and this life can be grand.
giving response willing
The question then is, how much are you willing to give?" And I answered, "Anything." A breath later, Zane echoed my response with, "Everything.
fate sense-of-humor twisted
Fate has a twisted sense of humor.
void return
We are not. We never were; we never shall be. We return to the void we never, for mehay is the center of all, and all is the center of nothing.
creativity people creative
Some people use things; they destroy. You're a creator, a builder.
bird hawks firsts
They say the first of my kind was Alasdair, a human raised by hawks. She learned the languages of birds and was gifted with their form.
children growing-up pain
I wish to you sunshine, my dear one, my dear one. And treetops for you to soar past. I wish to you innocence, my child, my child. I pray you don't grow up too fast. Never know pain, my dear one, my dear one. Nor hunger nor fear nor sorrow. Never know war, my child, my child. Remember your hope for tomorrow.
moon night secret
The night is full of mystery. Even when the moon is brightest, secrets hide everywhere. Then the sun rises and its rays cast so many shadows that the day creates more illusion than all the veiled truth of the night.
hamburgers comedy slaughterhouses
I'm standing in a slaughterhouse where the cattle are begging to become hamburgers. I have a right to be jumpy.