The Woman Who Rides Like a Man

There's plenty more fish in the sea than Prince Jonathan," he told her softly. "And this particular fish loves you with all his crooked heart." -George to Alanna

Men don't think and differently from women - they just make more noise about being able to.

You are a terrifying creature," the Voice told her solemnly. "You do not take your place in your father's tent, letting men make your decisions for you. You ride as a man, you fight as a man, and you think as a man --" "I think as a human being," she retorted hotly. "Men don't think any differently from women -- they just make more fuss about being able to.

You ride as a man, fight as a man, and you think as a man-" "I think as a human being," she retorted hotly. "Men don't think any differently from women- they just make more noise about being able to.

Didn't they realize that the only way to change things was to act?

I am not wise, but I can always learn.

No can always be changed to yes, but it's very hard to change yes to no.

When I say I want time to think, I want time to think!" Jonathan sighed wearily. "All right, you've had time to think. What's your answer?" "That I need more time to think!

The sands drift always, yet the desert remains the same.

Knowing to whom she owed the new warmth, Alanna tried to thank Mari Fahrar. The old woman brushed her words aside. “All things change,” she told Alanna frankly. “It does not hurt men to know women have power, too.” Alanna had to laugh. Until Mari and Farda entered her life, she never realized that the tribeswomen viewed their men not with fear but with loving disrespect. Sometimes she felt that she was the one getting the education, not her pupils.