Quotes from Laini Taylor

This, he never doubted, was magic.

Now, let's not be hasty,' said Mik 'What exactly is a samurai, really? Do you think that's something we should know before we wish it?' 'Good point. It might turn us both into Japenese men.' She squinted at him. 'Would you still love me if I were a Japenese man?' 'Of course

Her feet were bare, her mouth stained damson. Her pockets were all full of plums. She was young and lovely and surprised and dead. She was also blue.

It seems right that Mik should be awakened in the same way. That we should lose our magic virginity the same way. To creepy puppets, during snowstorms. (Okay. That sounds so wrong. But you know what I mean.)

There was always, among them, such a stew of envy and longing. They hated the humans, but they also wanted to be them. They wanted to punish them, and they wanted to be embraced by them. To be accepted, honored, loved, like someone's child. And since they couldn't have any of it, it all took the form of spite. Anyone who has ever been excluded can understand what they felt, and no one has ever been quite so excluded as they.

You've got to have, like, a lentil for a soul to hate wiener dogs.

As she walked, clock towers across Prague started arguing midnight, and the long, fraught Monday came at last to a close.

Have you drowned stars like they were babies in a bath? I ended the First Age, and I'll end the second, too.

But let's not be too casual about this body, okay?" She nuzzled him back. "It may be your soul that I love, but I'm pretty keen on its vessel, too.

She'd poured so much of herself into keeping it buried, sometimes it felt like any energy she might have had for joy or love or light went there instead. You only had so much to give.

The mind is good at hiding things, but it can't erase. It can only conceal, and concealed things are not gone.

What good were bright gods who only watched from afar while dark gods strove every moment to devour you?

Unlike those many dead because of him, he had life, and life wasn't a default state—I am not dead, hence I must be alive—but a medium. For action, for effort. As long as he had life, who deserved it so little, he would use it, wield it, and do whatever he could in its name, even if it was not, was never, enough.

Ves lo que pasa cuando titubeas? Que otros toman las decisiones por ti.

I have no strategy. I just want to skip all this and get to the part where he's my boyfriend. Not to mention, you know, the part where he's aware I exist.

Tú no eres tonta, Madrigal —dijo Brimstone—. Si hay algo que deseas, persíguelo. La esperanza tiene poder. No la malgastes en cosas sin sentido.

Have an enemy, be an enemy. Hate those who hate you. Hate them better. Hate them worse . Be the monster they dear the most. And whatever you can, and however you can, make them suffer .

and life, even at its most wretched, does get it's hooks in you.

And the space where his legend was gathering up words grew larger. Because this story was not over yet.

There was no more happiness. But under the misery, there was hope. That the name brimstone had given her was more than a whim. That this was not the end.

Have I told you that the moment I first stepped into your dreams I knew there was something special about you?

There were two mysteries, actually: one old, one new. The old one opened his mind, but it was the new one that climbed inside, turned several circle, and settled in with a grunt--like a satisfied dragon in a new cozy lair. And there it would remain--the mystery, in his mind--exhaling enigma for years to come.

Oh, Astrae, we have kept you too safe if it is us that you fear.

Feelings. Were. Stupid