Quotes from Holly Black

And then I had to learn how to be a person all the time. I tried to be, for you.

Oak makes a low moan and tries to sit up. 'Jude,' he mutters. 'Jude, we can't just let him die.

You've only seen the least of what I can do.

They took lots of things they had no right to.

Do you seek out peril? One would think that years of being a mortal would have made you more aware of mortality.

The prince opens his tawny fox eyes and looks around. When he sees me, he slumps back down, as though relieved that I am still here.

I keep thinking of the lazy blink of Cardan's lashes over his coal-bright eyes. He looked gleeful, gloating, as though my fist tightening on his shirt was exactly what he would have wished. As though, if I struck him, it would be because he had made me do it.

She is my wife. The rightful High Queen of Elfhame and most definitely not in exile.

If one of the people who'd gone Cold drank human blood, the infection mutated. It killed the host and then raised them back up again, Colder than before. Cold through and through, forever and ever.

Call tried to call

Do you think he will protect you now? You're useless. The heir to Elfhame has no reason to spend any further time with an untutored savage of a girl. But think, you wouldn't even have to remember him. You wouldn't even have to remember yourself." "I'm not half as practical as you suppose," Oak says. "I like many useless things. I've been called useless myself from time to time.

She loved him so much that it already hurt. It already felt like he'd broken her heart.

I consider all the things I have done to become a worthy adversary of him, but maybe I haven't been fighting Cardan at all. Maybe I've been figting my own shadow.

Cosa sarei potuta diventare se avessi smesso di preoccuparmi della morte, del dolore, di tutto? Se avessi smesso di cercare un senso di appartenenza? Invece di avere paura, sarei diventata io quella da temere.

I am used to the whipped-cream-topped drinks Vivi used to bring me, but there is something satisfyingly bracing about drinking coffee this way, hot and bitter.

I was anguished seeing your blushes and shining eyes. Jealousy wasn't a spice to me then. It was the whole meal and I was gagging it down.

He grips my shoulder. His fingers dig in the knotted muscles in a way that feels good. Brotherly.

hurt more easily than anything nice.

How are you?" he asked softly. "Well," Tana said. "Every new outfit I get, I manage to ruin within a few hours." His grin was immediate, his gaze going to her dress and then away. "Leather wipes down.

On my way out, I spot my little brother. He is out in the garden, picking a bouquet of foxgloves. He's laughing, sunlight turning his brown hair gold. When his nurse comes toward him, he darts away from her. I bet he doesn't even know that those flowers are poison.

Fix your hair,' she says, then shrugs again. 'Or make it wilder. You look lovely either way.

I feel like a constellation of wounds, held together with string and stubborness.

My heart is buried with you in the strange soil of the mortal world.

She looks incandescent with joy, his attention the light in which her beauty shines especially bright.