Quotes from Laini Taylor

These weren't her folk, but . . . they were, and maybe that meant that anyone could be anyone's, which was a sort of nice thing to think, with the world falling apart.

Wishes don't just come true. They're only the target you paint around what you want. You still have to hit the bulls-eye yourself.

La luz la trataba de manera distinta que al resto, y el aire parecía detenerse a su alrededor, como un aliento contenido. Como si aquel lugar fuera un cuento dedicado a ella

Dreams have their rhythms, their deeps and shallows.

A different sort of life, she thought, and the words became a mantra to the melody of the Emberlin. A different sort of life, a different sort of life. Where

She's in love, old devil! Do you hear? A girl will do crazy things for love. Just ask Estella -- she went to Hell for it!

Su mirada era como una mecha encendida que consumía el aire que había entre ellos.

He realized that all this time he'd been looking to the Godslayer as a hero, not a man, but that heroes, whatever else they are, are also men - and women - and prey to human troubles just like anybody else.

Incluso en la cálida primavera de Marruecos, sentía frío, como si lo único que pudiera devolverle su calor fuera él.

Apenas se cuide. Os livros podem ser imortais, mas nós não somos.

Era lo que siempre había deseado y pensaba que había encontrado: alguien destinado para ella, y ella, para él, cuyas mariposas danzaran con la misma melodía que las suyas, nota a nota

To be one of a pair of bodies that knew that melting fusion. To reach and find. To be reached for and found. To belong to a mutual certainty. To wake up holding hands.

Someday. It was a mantra: someday.

E é assim que você segue em frente. Você dá risada das partes sombrias. Quanto mais partes sombrias, mais você tem de rir. Com rebeldia, com despreocupação, com histeria, da forma como puder.

Tu alma y la mía cantan la misma canción. Mi alma es tuya, y siempre lo será, en cualquier mundo. No importa lo que suceda... -su voz se quebró y tuvo que respirar hondo-. Necesito que recuerdes que te amo.

I am important, though, she insisted to herself.

His books were spilled onto the floor, their pages creased beneath them like the broken wings of birds

Sé un zamurai. Porque nunca sabes lo que te vas a encontrar al otro lado del maldito cielo

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. So…

We might be at odds, hate each other, and desire each other's destruction, but in our despair, we are lost in the same darkness, breathing the same air as we choke on our grief.

This should keep the delegates of Science and Faith busy arguing in the halls. I AM descended from an angel. It's my goddamn genetic destiny.

Our enemies don't always stay where we put them.

Quando menino, no mosteiro, as histórias tinham sido a riqueza de Lazlo. Ele era mais rico agora. Agora ele tinha livros.

should have squint lines from looking at the horizon, not just reading in dim light.