Quotes from Holly Black

Cardan removes his glamour, glad to be free of it, drinking in the fragrance of moss and loam. The moonlight shines down, reflecting off leaf and stone.

I think I have Ring Pops somewhere here, from trick-or-treating. I went as myself.

Let's stop here," Tiernan says, and Oak collapses gratefully into the snow. "Wren has suggested we change clothes." "I do appreciate your commitment to us looking our best," says the prince.

He's Flint Your Tinder

Above her, he can see the trees and the bright, full moon, a shining coin of silver spinning through the sky. The first blush of sunrise on the horizon is still a ways off...

There was something in the set of his jaw that made her think of how she'd described him to Adeline, as a lake that was still on the surface, with a whole drowned town inside.

There is a pleasure in being with them,' he says. 'Taking what we want, indulging in every terrible thought. There's safety in being awful.

Pride is for knights, I remind myself, not for spies.

He's begun a new sword for Madoc.' 'I wouldn't mind ruining that before it's put to my throat,' says Cardan. 'Look for the big one,' I say. 'That'll be it.' The Roach gives me a frown. I can't help not having a better description; the last time I saw it, it was barely more than a bar of metal. 'Really big,' I say. Cardan snorts.

I think about all the strangeness of his being here, sleeping in homespun sheets, wearing the same clothes for days on end, eating bread and cheese, and not complaining about any of it. It almost seems like he prefers a nest of spies and assassins to the splendour of his own bed.

Tell your king that if he declares war, I will make him armour of ice to shatter every blade that strikes it and that will make his heart too cold to feel pity. Tell him I will make him three swords that, when used in the same battle, will fight with the might of thirty soldiers.

He rolls his eyes. "As a prince of Faerie, I flatly refuse to leave cash. It's inelegant." Tiernan shakes his head at both of us, then pokes at the foodstuffs, selecting a handful of nuts. "Gift cards are worse," Oak says when I do not respond. "I would bring shame on the entire Greenbriar line if I left a gift card." At that, I can't help smiling a little, despite my heavy heart. "You're ridiculous.

There was a princess, Aurora, named for the dawn. Her hair was as golden as the crown that would one day rest upon her head. Her eyes were as wide and soft as those of a doe. From the time of her birth, no one could look upon her and not love her.

If you could reach your hand up far enough, could you pluck the moon from the sky? "I wouldn't play the game if I couldn't win.

He made me a story, and now I am going to make a story out of someone else. 'So I am to sit here and feed you information,' Cardan says, leaning against a hickory tree. 'And you're to go charm royalty? That seems entirely backward.' I fix him a look. 'I can be charming. I charmed you, didn't I?' He rolls his eyes. 'Do not expect others to share my depraved tastes.

You've delivered your message. I have no big of doggerel to send back- my own fault for having a seneschal who cannot double as my Court Poet- but I will be sure to crumple up some paper and drop it into the water when I do.

Nicasia's wrong about me. I don't desire to do as well in the tournament as one of the fey. I want to win. I do not yearn to be their equal. In my heart I yearn to best them.

Cardan steps in front of me, pulling his cloak up. The metal needles glance off the fabric, falling to the floor. For a moment, we stare at each other, wide-eyed. He looks as surprised as I am that he protected me.

Puede que desear que alguien te quiera no sea lo peor del mundo, aunque no seas correspondido. Aunque te duela. Puede que la debilidad forme parte de la esencia del ser humano.

It seems I have a singular taste for women who threaten me.

you think it was sunrise I was waiting for and not my queen. Do you not hear her footfalls? She has never quite managed the trick of hiding them as well as one of the Folk. Surely you've heard of her, Jude Duarte, who defeated the redcap Grima Mog, who brought the Court of Teeth to their knees? She's forever getting me out of scrapes. Truly, I don't know what I would do without her.

Maybe growing up the way we have, bad things feel good to us.

He grabs hold of my wrist. I am shocked by the sensation of his skin warm against mine. 'Take care,' he says, and then smiles. 'It would be very dull to have to sit here for an entire day just because you went and got yourself killed.' 'My last thought would be of your boredom.

It amuses her to keep me out of trouble.