Quotes from Holly Black

No need for dramatics.' 'I am nothing,' Cardan said, 'if not dramatic.

Love is stupid. All we do is break one another's heart." - Heather

I feel like a child again, a helpless child in a house of death.

Nicasia, meanwhile, wears the colours of the sea. Her gown is the green of kelp, deep and rich. Her aqua hair is braided up and adorned with a cunning crown made of fish bones and jaws.

When I am scared, I can't forget that no matter how well he plays the role of father, he will always and forever also be my father's murderer.

Haz uso de tu poder sin que parezca que lo tienes.

I have heard that for mortals, the feeling of falling in love is very like the feeling of fear. Your heart beats fast. Your senses are heightened. You grow light-headed, maybe even dizzy.' He looks at me. 'Is that right? It would explain much about your kind if it's possible to mistake the two.

If you hurt me, I wouldn't cry. I would hurt you back." The Cruel Prince

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Taryn. She suffered many indignities at the hands of the magical people called the Folk, yet she never was anything but kind, no matter how they despised her. Then one day, a fox-haired faerie boy looked upon her and saw her virtue and her loveliness, so he took her to be his bride. And on his arm, dressed in a gown as bright as the stars, the other Folk saw her for the first time. They knew that they'd misjudged her and…

Bottles and carafes of it-pale green, yellow as gold, the dark purple-red of my heart's own blood.

Exactly,' Cardan says, reaching out a finger to trace the shape of my ear. The curve, I realise. I shudder, eyes closing against the hot spike of shame. He keeps talking, but he seems to realise what he's been doing and snatches his hand away. Now we're both ashamed.

In that moment, she sprang on him and tore him to pieces.

It's all yours.

Father,' I say. 'I used to think I wanted you to call me that,' he says. 'But it turns out that when you do, good things seldom come after.

Now what?' 'We wait for the sun together,' he says, his gaze going to the hot blush of the horizon. 'And no one dies.' He sits with her as red turns to gold, as blue edges out black. He sits with her as grey creeps over Aslog's skin, and he does not look away from the betrayal on her face as she becomes stone.

You've had to turn yourself into something else, and you've done it. Sometimes, when I look at you, I'm not sure if you'd even know how to be human anymore.

why it's a scary story.

You were always good,' he says, looking down at me. 'Just never good enough.

Nie mamy nic, tylko w?a?nie nasze ?ycie. Jak jedn?, jedyn? monet?. Chodzi o to, ?eby za ni? kupi? to, czego chcemy.

Relying only on yourself is a good way to get got. Next time, take a member of the royal guard. Take one of us. Take a cloud of sprites or a drunken spriggan. Just take someone.' 'Watching my back is the perfect opportunity to stick a knife in it,' I remind him.

Jude, you keep smiling a pleasant smile in front of Madoc, but all I can see anymore is bared teeth.

Her fingers are cold against his flushed skin. It's nice. He hopes she won't take them away.

Surely Nicasia would expect more of Cardan's mother than the thin gruel of emotion she has served her son.

If you don't, the spirits of the newly dead can get in your body through your mouth and then they can possess you.