Quotes from Laini Taylor

We only get to be one person; we don't even get to choose that person. By the time we get ahold of ourselves, we are pieces already in play.

Once upon a time, an angel lay dying in the mist. And a devil knelt over him and smiled.

Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love. It did not end well.

Are you saying you don't love me?" Hazael asked Liraz. "Because I love you. I think." He paused in contemplation. "Oh. No. Never mind. That's fear.

Your soul sings to mine. My soul is yours, and it always will be, in any world. No matter what happens. I need you to remember that I love you.

It's all a quilt of fairy tales with a patch here and there of truth.

The audacity to love. Do you know what a gift that is?

She had fallen in love with him twice. She loved him now with both loves, so overpowering it was almost unbearable.

...the air seeming to gather around her like held breath. As if this whole place were a story about her.

Stop squandering yourself, child. Wait for love.

There are other ways of showing someone you love them, such as fetching them out of Hell.

Love makes a person do strange things.

This is the story of the curse and the kiss, the demon and the girl. It's a love story with dancing and death in it, and singing and souls and shadows reeled out on kite strings.

I started blogging in 2006 when I had sold my first novel but it had not yet been published, in those anxious months in between while I learned the whole process.

How much does your life have to suck to want the Apocalypse?

Have you ever asked yourself, do monsters make war, or does war make monsters?

A man once said, 'All you need in this life is ignorance and confidence; then success is sure.' Mark Twain, you know. He had a fine mustache. Men of wisdom so often do.

Love is an element. . . . Like air to breathe, earth to stand on.

Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love. It did not end well.

Have you ever asked yourself, do monsters make war, or does war make monsters?

Wishes are false. Hope is true. Hope makes its own magic.

It's not like there's a law against flying." "Yes there is. The law of gravity.

It is a condition of monsters that they do not perceive themselves as such. The dragon, you know, hunkered in the village devouring maidens, heard the townsfolk cry 'Monster!' and looked behind him.

She moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.