Quotes from Holly Black

I have often wondered if my past is the reason I am the way I am, if it has made me monstrous. If so, will I make a monster out of him?

Against my shoulder she whispers, 'He's flint, you're tinder.

It throbs, the pain coming in staggering pulses, like a second, ragged heartbeat. I cannot bring myself to do more than lie there and wait for it to ebb.

I am overcome with a feeling of nostalgia for something I haven't yet lost.

I pictured Locke's heart shot through with an arrow and then shook my head to get rid of the image. It wasn't like me to think things like that. It especially wasn't like me to have a brief jolt of satisfaction from it.

Tatterfell sews on cunning cuffs made from the scales of pinecones around the edges of frayed sleeves. Small tears in skirts are stitched over with embroidery in the shape of leaves and pomegranates and- on one- a cavorting fox. She has stitched dozens of leather slippers for me. I will be expected to dance so fiercely that I wear through a pair every night.

ElfowiÄ™ sÄ… piÄ™kni, ale to piÄ™kno jest jak Å›cierwo zÅ'otego jelenia; pod skórÄ… rojÄ… siÄ™ z?erajÄ…ce padlinÄ™ robaki, gotowe w ka?dej chwili wypeÅ'zn?? na powierzchnie.

My lady, you flatter me. I had no idea you were interested.

Wine is brought in coloured carafes. They glow aquamarine and sapphire, citrine and ruby, amethyst and topaz. Another course comes, with sugared violets and frozen dew. Then come domes of glass, under which little silvery fish sit in a cloud of pale blue smoke.

Legends need not concern themselves with something as small as happiness.

It's important that we learn the lessons our mother didn't.

This will be over quickly, he'd said. But not everything is better for being fast.

You did a brave thing. Be glad of that. Not everyone can be brave. I'm not always.

Ambicja to coÅ› doprawdy szczególnego, Å'atwo siÄ™ niÄ… zarazi?, za to trudno jÄ… powstrzyma?.

The idea that I can untangle everything seems as impossible as spinning straw in to gold, but each night I stay awake until the sun is high in the sky, trying my hardest to do just that.

The three of you have one solution to every problem. Murder. No key fits every lock.' Cardan gives us all a stern look, holding up a long-fingered hand with my stolen ruby ring still on one finger. 'Someone tries to betray the High King, murder. Someone gives you a harsh look, murder. Someone disrespects you, murder. Someone ruins your laundry, murder.

If you regret your move, make another. There are games yet to play.

We- the Folk- don't love like you do,' Locke said. 'Perhaps you shouldn't trust me with your heart. I might break it.

Were you a happy child?' 'I was magic. How could I fail to be?

El amor no germina bien cuando se alimenta de dolor.

We show her that I am no feckless High king.' 'And how do we do that?' I ask. 'With great difficulty,' he says. 'Since I fear she is right.

Cardan had his polished boots resting on a rock and his head pillowed on the utterly ridiculous mortal book he'd been reading. Since the one with the girl and the rabbit and the bad queen, he'd discovered he had a taste for human novels. A hob in the market traded them to Cardan for roses smuggled out of the royal gardens.

At night, the human world looks as though it's full of fallen stars.

Nagle u?wiadamiam sobie, ?e ten kto bezustannie ?yje w strachu, komu zawsze grozi niebezpiecze?stwo, naj?atwiej to zniesie, zmierzaj?c prosto w paszcze lwa.