Quotes from Laini Taylor

War is all we've been taught, but there are other ways to live. We can find them, Akiva. We can invent them. This is the beginning, here.

I wish my hair was blue." But she never broke the bone. What started as a childish defiance turned into something else. Weeks became months, and the longer she went without breaking the wishbone, the more important it seemed that when she did, the wish - the hope , rather - should be worthy of her. In the requiem grove with Akiva, it finally was.

Kärlek är en lyxvara. - Nej. Kärlek är ett naturelement. Ett naturelement. Som luften man andades och jorden man stod på (s. 326).

Soon, everything else would come rushing at him. Like the ground to a falling man, it would come rushing up and hit him all at once—the place, the company, her words; one implication would lead to another and shatter him—but around that intake of breath the world hung silent and bright, so bright, and Akiva knew only this one thing, and held on to it and wanted to live inside of it and stay there forever. Karou was alive.

I zapami?taj sobie: duch marnieje, kiedy cz?owiek odrzuca swoje pasje.

I have some sneaking to do. The thought of it kicks my heartbeat sideways.

Akiva lived, and was changed.

Hope can be a powerful force. Maybe there's no actual magic in it, but when you know what you hope for most and hold it like a light within you, you can make things happen, almost like magic.

Folk med hemligheter ska inte skaffa sig fiender (s. 75).

I legenderna föddes kimärer ur tårar och serafer ur blod, men i denna stund är de alla sorgens barn (s. 301).

I would stick my head down monster throats looking for you.

from the Usko Remarroth, where it was ever twilight—blue.

se misca precum un poem si zambea precum un sfinx

Your soul sings to mine. My soul is yours, and it always will be, in any world. No matter what happens

am priestess of a sandcastle in a land of dust and starlight.

Livet är verkligen inte en saga, och ibland får man synnerligen skoningslösa bevis för hur osagolikt det kan vara (s. 317).

Things can kill you. All kinds of things, like toys, or older brothers. And as she'd grown up, that list had just gotten longer and longer.

Geçmi?inden bir ses kulaklar?na çal?nd?. "Sen ona ait de?ilsin." Annesinin sesiydi. Gür, melodik ve aksanl?. "Bana da de?ilsin. Sen kendine aitsin." Hiç a?lamam??t?. Festival. Onu tutmaya, muhaf?zlara kar?? koymaya çal??mam??t?. Ona veda bile edememi?ti. Vedalar kaderin ak???n? de?i?tirir, demi?ti Jael.

Odinioara fusese plina de candoare , o fetita care se juca fara nicio grija cu niste pene pe podeaua barlogului unui diavol. Acum, nu mai era deloc inocenta.

She was fierce, ready to scold, but when she saw him, really saw him, she faltered. Her expression warred with itself - ferocity with awe - and awe won out. She cast a sidelong glance at Karou and said, in helpless amazement, "Oh, hell. Must. Mate. Immediately.

Here, captured between covers, was the history of the human imagination, and nothing had ever been more beautiful, or fearsome, or bizarre.

He couldn't remember the other monks' names, or even the prayers that had been his vocation for decades, but the stories poured from him, and Lazlo listened. He listened the way a cactus drinks rain

It wasn't feigned but true, and so after more than two years of wondering what had become of him, Azareen found out. In addition to the misery of serving the gods' "purpose," it was her fate to watch her husband love the goddess of despair.

The only reason we've held them off this long is because we burned the library." "The library?