Quotes from Laini Taylor

Magnets collide, and swiftly align.

When they had hurried to the train station with their violin cases, they had drawn almost as many stares as they would on any normal day when their hair was to their knees and sheeting behind them like red silk. A poetic fruit-seller had told them once that they looked like dryads, and they did still, only now they looked like dryads who had tired of snagging their hair on brambles and sliced it all off on the edge of a knife.

To take from the universe, you must give.

Lo que más deseo es estar a tu lado y ayudarte. Y, si nos hace falta una eternidad, mucho mejor, porque será una eternidad contigo.

Why should we have to disappear just because men are animals?

He didn't believe in magic and demons. He believed in day and night, endurance and fury, cold mud and loneliness and the speed with which blood leaves the body

Not that I'm not keen to talk to him. I am --in the fantasy version of tonight, anyway, in which I actually manage to string words into sentences, and not just random magnetic-poetry sentences, but sentences that don't lead to the logical conclusion that I have brain damage.

He's such a gargantuan asshole. A giant, stupid orifice. A walking, talking cranny.

There is intimacy in pain.

How people love to see a dream shatter, thought Nova from far away. To see the dreamer hobbled and lamed, foundering in the shards of their broken hopes. This is what you get for believing that you could have more. You're no better than us. You're nothing special.

She'd heard the word before; seraphim were some high order of angels, at least according to the Christian mythos, for which Brimstone had utter contempt, as he did for all religion. 'Humans have gotten glimpses of things over time,' he'd said. 'Just enough to make the rest up. It's all a quilt of fairy tales with a patch here and there of truth.

Again his memory failed to conjure her face. It was like trying to call up a melody while another song played.

A substance so far beyond their ken that they might have been carrion birds pecking at the eyes of god.

When an essential one comes along, you'll know,

La clemencia engendra clemencia, igual que las masacres devienen en masacres.

Her ignorance was like standing in pure dark that could be either a closet or a vast, starless night.

Me, sweep him off his feet? I know. The laws of the jungle and romance novels would have it the other way around, but I'm not going to wait one more second for that.

O… quizás el Destino se presentara en la vida como un vestido colocado sobre una cama, y uno pudiera elegir si ponérselo o ir desnudo.

As to having a preference, that was new too. You take what you're given and you're grateful for it. Once that message is well and truly ingrained in you, it feels like vainglory to imagine one's own likes and dislikes could matter to other people.

No le perteneces. Tampoco me perteneces a mi. Tú eres tu propio sueño.

And what's the point of being young if you can't ignore all advice?" Master

Inside a mist, inside a dream, a young man and woman were remade.

How easily comes the blood.

Akiva supo que ella era su álef, su verdad y su comienzo. Su alma.