Best 23 quotes of Zen Cho on MyQuotes

Affection there had always been between them, whatever their disagreements—and there had been more of these than Zacharias had permitted Sir Stephen to know.

Are you going? What shall you wear?" "I shall go in what I am standing in," said Mak Genggang. "A witch is always appropriate whatever her attire.

But a woman should not marry where there is no respect. Respect is the most important thing.

Hell was hot and full of unkind people in a hurry; there was far too much red tape; and the bureaucrats were all shockingly corrupt.

He would gaze at her with intrigued longan seed eyes.

How could you die and not be old enough to hear about premarital sex? How could you die and still not be allowed to fall in love or be honest? Surely not everything had to wait for university and a good job. Passion and truth had to trump even those things.

I brought seaweed snacks from home,' chimed in another kid. "Seaweed got iron, right?" 'I don't think the teachers meant that kind of iron,' said Hui Ann.

I can speak four dialects, but none of them is fairy language.

I have always admired your refusal, in the pursuit of your convictions, ever to be constrained by considerations of humanity—much less of ordinary good manners.

I might go anywhere and do any magic I pleased if I were Peter, not Prunella.

I thought: if I die, I hope I get reincarnated into a mosquito so I can bite that fucker kau-kau.

It is a mother's duty to teach her daughters about the uses of blood, particularly a magical daughter.

... it is strange to know you would be cast off by the people who greet you so warmly, if they knew the whole truth about you.

Love was like swallowing a cili padi whole.

Magic ran in the family. Even her mother's second cousin, who was adopted, did small spells on the side. She sold these from a stall in Kota Bharu. Her main wares were various types of fruit fried in batter, but if you bought five pisang or cempedak goreng, she threw in a jampi for free.

Other dragons are bastards. I moved out of my mother's cave after my mother tried to rip my guts out. Granted, I had tried to steal her Tiara of Clairvoyance.

The first time she saw the boy across the classroom, Ah Lee knew she was in love because she tasted durian on her tongue.

The tabloids wanted to know whether the dragon was receiving benefits. The gossip magazines claimed to have found a woman who was bearing the dragon's baby. The fashion magazines did spreads on draconian style. This apparently consisted of gaunt models with sunken eyes, swathed in clouds of chiffon and arranged in awkwardly erotic positions on piles of gold coins.

The woman leant forward, her eyes flashing, a smile both triumphant and tender curving her mouth. "You are *my* daughter," she said. "Can there be any doubt that you will be brilliant -- audacious -- and free?" The vision disappeared. She had been so vital, so overflowing with life and energy, that her going seemed to leave the room dark.

What a mother hen I am become!” he said soberly. “If I were my old self I should not start at every shadow, and be alarmed when you stumble, but one’s anxiety rises in proportion to one’s incapacity to do anything about it.

What are acquaintance for, if not to supply the pleasures of gossip?

Whether I'm a good wife doesn't have anything to do with what he was like.

You like the gentleman, then?" said Muna. "I don't dislike him," said Henrietta unpromisingly. [...] "I don't dislike cabbage," Muna found herself saying, "but I should not consider marrying it. Not disliking seems a poor foundation for future happiness.