#cinder

The next day the two sisters went to the ball, and so did Cinderella, but dressed more magnificently than before. The King's son was always by her side, and his pretty speeches to her never ceased. ↗

— Charles Perrault

#ball #before #ceased #cinderella #day

Imagine there was a cure, but finding it would cost you everything. It would completely ruin your life. What would you do? ↗

— Marissa Meyer

#cinder #marissa-meyer #imagination

so the story goes but theres something you should know before i walk away and i blow the ending i never want to be without you oh no here i go now you know what i feel about you theres no running must have been wrong to doubt you oh there i go no control and i'm fallen so now you know ↗

— Hilary Duff

#hilary-duff #now-you-know #hilarious

My first U.S. Open I think was just very special for me because that was sort of the beginning of what was a 'Cinderella' story for me. ↗

— Chris Evert

#beginning #cinderella #first #i #i think

Why? Why don't you want to go with me?" She huffed. "It's not that I don't want to go with you, its that I'm not going at all/" "So you do want to go with me." ..."It doesn't matter. Because I can't." "But I need you." "Need me?" "Yes. Don't you see? If I'm spending all my time with you, then Queen Levana can't rope me in to any conversations or..." He shuddered. "Dancing. ↗

— Marissa Meyer

#funny

Privately he called them a couple of puffed-up, dressed-up, made-up, stuck-up, brainless parakeets. ↗

— Shirley Hughes

#humor #age

Tous mes anciens amours vont me revenir.' - All my old loves will be returned to me ↗

— Carolyn Turgeon

#beauty #cinderella #fairy-tale #french #godmother

But at some point in her passage, the trees began to change. They stretched taller, and the soft, pale bark darkened, roughened. She put her hand to a tree and touched the lichen growing dark green upon brown, and it felt like old cork, dry and crumbling. Here the sun mellowed, took on the cast of late afternoon, and the shadows seemed to fall a bit longer; the forest had sunk into a deeper silence, magnifying what sounds did arise. The sudden, quick crash of a fox bounding through the brush was as loud as the slam of a great wooden door. ↗

— Malinda Lo

#forest #wood #change

Was it all in my head? A Lunar trick?” Her stomach twisted. “No.” She shook her head, fervently. How to explain that she hadn’t had the gift before? That she couldn’t have used it against him? “I would never lie—” The words faded. She had lied. Everything he knew about her had been a lie. “I’m so sorry,” she finished, the words falling lamely in the open air. Kai peeled his eyes away, finding some place of resignation off in the glistening garden. “You’re even more painful to look at than she is. ↗

— Marissa Meyer

#betrayal #cinder #love #marissa-meyer #prince-kai

He was the fantasy of every girl in the country. He was so far out of realm, her world, that she should have stopped thinking about him the second the door had closed. Should stop thinking about him immediately. Should never think about him again, except maybe as a client - and her prince. And yet, the memory of his fingers against her skin refused to fade. ↗

— Marissa Meyer

#marissa-meyer #fantasy