Keala Kendall

“You would've found your way, Moana. You helped me remember we have salt water in our blood. We can never be lost on the ocean's waves. It will always draw us together." Moana cried freely as Afā began to glow, and she knew she was looking at his spirit now. He would disappear into the spirit realm to join their ancestors. "You are the culmination of all our people's hopes and dreams," Afā said, touching his forehead to hers. But there was no shared breath between them. Because this was not a greeting; this was a goodbye.
"I see our ancestors in you, Moana--- and they're proud of you. You've turned the tides of our island's future, and our ancestors know you're gonna teach future generations how to find their way. Remember, you're carrying our traditions on. You could never be a failure to them.”
― Keala Kendall, How Far I'll Go: A Twisted Tale

“Soon I will have everything I need to resurrect myself and my people--- and you're just a girl, Moana. What can you do to me?"
Noe's hands rose into the air, and Moana lunged.
Noe had asked.
Moana pulled back her heavy stone arm and punched the girl solidly in the jaw.
The hit landed, sprawling Noe onto the sand. She looked up. Shock bled through her eyes.
"You're not the only one with a foot in death now, Noe," Moana said, lurching toward her with her volcanic fist again.”
― Keala Kendall, How Far I'll Go: A Twisted Tale