Quotes from Holly Black

It's the flaw that brings out beauty.

Then, once the window was open, it would have been easy to forget to close it. There was still the garlic, after all, still the holy water on the lintels. Things like this happened in Europe, in places like Belgium, where the streets teemed with vampires and the shops didn't open until after dark. Not here. Not in Tana's town, where there hadn't been a single attack in more than five years.

Heir to Elfhame," I say. "Get on your knees.

Love is stupid. All we do is break one another´s hearts.¨ ¨Yeah,¨ I say, thinking again of Cardan. page 31-32

I miss Faerieland with a raw intensity. It's magic I long for, magic I miss. Maybe I even miss being afraid. I feel as though I am dreaming away my days, restless, never fully awake.

I tried to kill you,' she reminds me. 'You've described pretty much every important relationship in my life,' I return.

There are many things I am forbidden from telling you, for I am bound by both promises and strictures. Three times I will warn you, and that's all I am permitted, so heed me. Something even more dangerous than your prince walks in his shadow. Do not seek him out.

If i cannot be better than them, I will become so much worse" -Jude Duarte

And while I didn't think he was my friend, it didn't mean I couldn't be his.

So am I! And the only reason I'm in the human world is because Dad wants the stupid crown and you want it and everyone wants it. Well, I don't. It's cursed.

Will you tell me about the constellations?' I asked him. 'I thought you didn't like me,' he said. 'I can pretend,' I told him. 'For one night.

Winter made sure he got in before his sister, positioning himself in the middle like some kind of chaperone—as if, when the infection kicked back into high gear, Aidan was going to care whom he attacked. Not to mention that Aidan liked boys just fine anyway.

But love was also transforming. I knew that from fairy tales. It could turn you back from a cat or a frog or a beast. Probably it could turn you into those things, too.

I was a fool", I say, because i might as well admit it. " I gave up the bird in my hand for two in the bush

When he lay down in a pile of rushes and closed his eyes, I crept up to him and carefully covered him in dry leaves so that he would be warm.

The military put up barricades around the areas of the cities where the infections broke out. That was the way the first Coldtowns were founded. Vampirism is an American problem, the BBC declared. But the next outbreak was in Hong Kong, then Yokohama, then Marseille, then Brecht, then Liverpool. After that, it spread across Europe like wildfire.

I am becoming a tyrant, threatening in place of convincing. Unstable instead of steadying. I am suited to the shadows, to the art of knives and bloodshed and coups, to poisoned words and poisoned cups. I never expected to rise so high as the throne. And I fear that I am utterly unsuited to the task.

It's supposed to be very beautiful, the Citadel,' Oak says. 'It is beautiful, Wren?' When the light went through the ice of the castle, it made rainbows that danced along its cold halls. You could almost see through the walls, as though the whole place was one large, cloudy window. When I was brought to it for the first time, I thought it was like living inside a sparkling diamond. 'It's not,' I say. 'It's an ugly place.

I wonder what it would be like, to never have to be alone.

even terrible memories are better than weird gaps or the hollowness of your feelings not making sense.

Please,' I say to the dirt floor of the brugh, to the earth itself. 'I will do whatever you want. I will give up the crown. I will make any bargain. Just please fix him. Help me break the curse.' I concentrate and concentrate, but the magic doesn't come.

I cannot help observing that beneath his defiance is fear. I know what it is to say the clever thing because you don't want anyone to know how scared you are. It doesn't make me like him any better, but for the first time he seems real. Not good, but real.

It would be better to disconnect from everything, to float free from my body, to be nothing in an endless night of nothing.

I do not need a tongue for her to read the rage in my eyes.