Quotes from Laini Taylor

È la vita che si espande per riempire i mondi. Il tuo padrone può essere la vita, oppure la morte

Ea era goalape pe dinauntru, golul parand o entitate maltioasa, tachinand-o cu toate lucrurile pe care nu avea sa le cunoasca niciodata.

Che cosa può fare un soldato quando la pietà è tradimento?

Beklemi?sin," dedi Akiva. "Ben... bekleyece?imi söylemi?tim." "Bekleyebilece?in kadar bekleyece?ini söylemi?tin." Söz vermedi?i için k?zm?? m?yd?? Karou ona, o s?rada, ?imdi fark?nda oldu?u ?eyi bilmdi?ini söylemek istiyordu -"bekleyebilece?i kadar beklemenin" yeterince uzun bir süre oldu?unu, sanki hayat? boyunca onu beklemi? gibi hissetti?ini...

He has gotten very tired of everyone thinking the worst of him. He has decided to actively encourage them to do so. It is his perverse notion of amusement, you see.

It's a blessing to die at the hand of someone beautiful

Quelle sono le nostre madri». La sua voce era aspra. «Noi siamo spade, così ci dicono, e le spade non hanno madre né padre, ma io ne ho avuta una un tempo, e non riesco nemmeno a ricordarne il nome.»

It was like stepping into the pages of a book - a book alive with colour and fragrance, filth and chaos - and the blue-haired girl moved through it all like a fairy through a story, the light treating her differently than it did others, the air seeming to gather around her like held breath. As if this whole place were a story about her.

Figlia del mio cuore. Doppiamente figlia, mia gioia. Il tuo sogno è il mio sogno, il tuo nome è realtà. Tu sei tutta la nostra speranza».

Wrapped in tissue, safe from harm, and all they knew of life was gala events and the inside of the box. How dull. How dumb. By contrast, the grime of her journey, the outré inappropriateness of the state of her, it felt like armor. I earned this dirt. Respect. The dirt. "That's right," she said.

Hissetti?i her ?eyin aras?nda Karou'yu en çok kendinden geçiren Akiva'n?n fiziksel -tuz, misk kokusu, kas, ate?, ten ve ç?rp?na kalbi -gerçekli?i ve samimiyetiydi. Dudaklar?n?n tad? ve dokunu?u... Önce a?z?, sonra çenesi, boynu ve kulaklar?n?n hemen alt?ndaki yumu?ac?k doku... Öptü?ünde hissetti?i ürperi?.

That was Kaz: carnal and elegant. And deceitful. And narcissistic. And, honestly, kind of dumb.

It was why she dared to no longer dream: because in her own sleep she was like any dreamer, at the mercy of her unconscious. When she fell asleep, she was no sorceress or dark enthraller, but just a sleeping girl with no control over the terrors within her.

Arata ca o papusa care , ani de-a randul , zacuse neiubita int-o lada cu jucarii.

Your spirit shouldn't be 'fine.' It should be effervescent.

Don't be such a human

Forbid a man something and he craves it like his soul's salvation, all the more so when that something is the source of incomparable riches.

Ibland är frånvaron nästan fysiskt närvarande [...]. Frånvaro likt nedtrampat, vissnat gräs där något har funnits men inte finns kvar. Frånvaro där en tråd blivit bortsliten ur en bonad och lämnat efter sig ett hål som aldrig kan lagas (s. 475).

?ki y?l sonra yüz yüze olman?n verdi?i hayranl?kla birbirlerine bakt?lar. Sanki dileklerin sonucu bir araya gelen hayaller gibiydiler. O an? sadece dokunmak gerçek k?labilirdi.

Sen aptal de?ilsin Madrigal," demi?ti Brimstone. "?stedi?in ?eyin pe?ine dü?. Umut güçtür. Umudunu aptalca ?eylere harcama.

This was not the frustration one feels at waking from a sweet dream. It was the desolation of having found the place that fits , the one true place, and experiencing the first heady sigh of rightness before being torn away and cast back into random, lonely scatter. The place was each other, and the irony was sharp, since they couldn't be in the same place, and had come no closer to each other in physical reality.

tiden är ett hav, inte en flod [...]. Den flyter inte iväg och rinner ut. Den bara är ? evig och hel. Dödliga kanske rör sig i en riktning, men det säger inget om dess sanna natur, bara om våra begränsningar. Det förflutna och framtiden är något vi själva har konstruerat (s. 559).

She'd spoken of their happiness as though it were an undeniable fact, no matter what happened—apart from everything else and not subject to it. It was a new idea for him, that happiness wasn't a mystical place to be reached or won—some bright terrain beyond the boundary of misery, a paradise waiting for them to find it—but something to carry doggedly with you through everything, as humble and ordinary as your gear and supplies. Food, weapons, happiness. With

Defalarca bir araya geldikten sonra, her ?eyi bilmek isteyen a??klar?n i?tah?yla birbirlerine kar?? dürüst olmay? ö?renmi?lerdi. Her konu?mada ve dokunu?ta, her hat?ra ve dü?üncede, her koku ve m?r?lt?da bir ?eyler ö?reniyorlard?. Utangaçl?klar?ndan s?yr?ld?ktan sonra, gelece?i kabullenmi?lerdi: Bir gelecekleri vard? ve yokmu? gibi davranmayacaklard?.