Quotes from Alethea Kontis

If he didn't like the writing, then he didn't like her, and everything she had done in her whole life would be for nothing.

They say that secrets live at the bottom of a wine bottle. Mama had made it there the night before, slow glass by slow glass, but she'd never spoken a word.

The charming king of Arilland had fallen in love at first sight. There was no question he would soon take this beautiful stranger as his bride.Fate had brought them together. Destiny. It was intoxicating.

some things were just meant to be good stories

Can I just fight you now? Please? I'd rather die than continue this conversation.

Then quit dwelling on other people's stories and make up some of your own.

She saw no harm in letting a handsome, powerful man adore her for a while.

The only way to keep a secret is not to repeat it

Luck can be bad as well as good,

So," he said finally. "You love me." "You loved me first.

A few of my sisters have the ability to anticipate catastrophe. When the ground beneath your feet turns to mud, you might find a stepping stone they put there years earlier, for no particular reason at the time.

Trouble was, they didn't have much faith to begin with. Their dreams had gone from the beaches of Arilland to the palace ballroom and no further. Faith was a thing sewn into the patchwork skirts of a girl on another shore.

Friday had always considered herself to be equal among her siblings, but by the time the ship finally came to rest in the harbor, she felt she had finally lived up to the Woodcutter name.

Love, despair, anger, or insanity." Erik counted them off on his fingers. "Everything to lose, nothing to lose, someone's taken it, or you've lost it.

Her sister?" Erik asked. "Weekday or weekend?

Coming back was part of the price

We only keep the scars we choose to keep

You cannot call yourself a proper warrior if you refuse to use all the weapons in your arsenal.

Instead of batting their eyes at idiots, young girls will start taking up stick swords to slay a dragon and save the prince.

Stripped of monarchy and magic spells, he was just a man in a mad world looking for the girl who shared his heart.

Which makes us. . ." ". . . blessedly unrelated," Rumbold finished.

You have ruined me. I didn't realize how much I longed for the company of others until I had your words. When they are gone, the nights are darker. The silence is loud and bottomless, and I am empty. I miss them, my beloved Sunday, and I miss you.

It was like walking: if Rumbold didn't concentrate too hard on it, the illusion took care of itself

She had that way of looking at him that made him feel like he'd built the world for her and given it to her as a gift just that morning