Juliet Marillier
Juliet Marillier
Juliet Marillieris a New Zealand-born writer of fantasy, focusing predominantly on historical fantasy. She was educated at the University of Otago, where she graduated with a BA in languages and a Bachelor of Music. Marillier taught music at the high school and university levels and has also served as a choral conductor and opera singer. In 2009 Marillier was diagnosed with breast cancer...
NationalityNew Zealander
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth27 July 1948
powerful dark embrace
The warmth of his embrace soaked into me, a powerful charm against the dark things.
real understanding triumph
This had been real: real in its flaws and uncertainties, real in its small triumphs, real in its compromises and understanding.
real army dragons
A wonder tale can be truer than true," I said. I had learned (...) that the deepest kind of truth can be found in the strangest and wildest of stories. One may not meet a fire-breathing dragon on the way to the well. One may not encounter an army of toothed snakes in the woodshed. That does not make the wisdom in those tales any less real.
nightmare embrace my-friends
Become my friend and you embrace a nightmare.
believe flames trials
But I believe we all have an inner goodness; a little flame that stays alight through the worst of trials.
men self stories
The greatest tales, well told, awaken the fears and longings of the listeners. Each man hears a different story. Each is touched by it according to his inner self. The words go to the ear, but the true message travels straight to the spirit.
heart thinking land
Because if I see you defeated, then I think I will see Alban defeated, and if that happens, none of us can go on. To guard you is to guard the heart of this land of ours.
hands emptiness clutch
I would hold on, and hold on, until my hands clutch at emptiness.
heart errors perfect
Brilliant minds make errors, brave souls falter, kind hearts leave scars. We are none of us perfect, but we're all perfectly human.
sweet kissing hands
I had learned how it felt to want more than the sweet touch of hand to cheek or lips to palm, more than a kiss, more than an embrace. I was starting to discover that it is not only the mind that understands love, but also the body.
fighting letting-you-go mines
How can he do this? If you were mine, I would fight to keep you. I would die, before I let you go.
choices path tests
What I do . . . the path I tread . . . it brings some choices that test me hard.
novelists behavior interaction
As a novelist, I'm endlessly fascinated by human behavior and interactions.
character journey impact
Each of my novels features a protagonist undertaking a difficult personal journey. On the way, each of these characters - mostly female - discovers something about herself and at the same time makes an impact on other people's lives.