Quotes About Resistance

It occurs to me that maybe desire isn't something overindulging helps. Maybe it is not unlike mithridatism; maybe I took a killing dose when I should have been poisoning myself slowly, one kiss at a time.

But what if I actually am becoming besotted with him? Cardan is more knowledgeable than I am at love. He could use that against me, just as I asked him to use it against Nicasia. Perhaps he found a way to turn the tables after all. Kill him, a part of me says, a part I remember from the night I took him captive. Kill him before he makes you love him.

I hate that everyone calls it growing up, but it seems like DYING.

It seems hopeless to fight something so vast. It seems ridiculous to believe we can win.

You really do want me.¨ I say, close enough to feel the warmth of his breath as it hitches. ¨And you hate it.¨ page 307

I cannot seem to contort myself back into the shape of a dutiful child. I am coming unraveled. I am coming undone.

Jasper," said Call. "Tell me something, and please answer honestly." Jasper nodded. "Is this the Assembly's new strategy for torturing me until I give them information?

Jude Duarte, you will leave the High King's side,' Balekin says. At that tone, Cardan's focus narrows. I can see him straining to concentrate. 'She will not,' he says.

My father used to tell me that once begun, a battle was a living thing and no one could control it.

I always supposed I would be delicious," I hear him say, although I note that he does not take any of the meat for himself

But if you don't want to go with them, you're going to have to lash yourself to the bed like sailors who lashed themselves to masts to avoid jumping into the sea with Sirens.

I wonder if there's a limit to what I will let them do, if there is something that would make me fight back, even if it dooms me. If there is, that makes me a fool. But maybe if there isn't, that makes me a monster.

No approving of the Evil Overlords

He no longer had a sense of up or down. One was always suspended, fighting against the current or giving in to it.

We can enchant you to run around on all fours, barking like a dog. We can curse you to wither away for want of a song you'll never hear again or a kind word from my lips. We're not mortal. We will break you. You're a fragile little thing; we'd hardly need to try. Give up.' 'Never,' I say. He smiles, smug. 'Never? Never is like forever- too big for mortals to comprehend.

He reaches toward me, as though he's going to run his fingers over the bruises. I bring up the crossbow, and he thinks better of it.

Maybe you're about to reveal your evil scheme and bend me to your will. Just so you know, I don't think it will be very hard to bend me to your will.

It hadn't made sense. He wouldn't accept it. He wouldn't go home.

I cannot seem to contort myself back in to the shape of a dutiful child. I am becoming unravelled. I am becoming undone.

Grima Mog whirls away, battling three knights from the Court of Teeth. She must have known them once, must have commanded them, but she fights them just the same.

I have seen what power does to people. And I have seen how those who pledge loyalty come to resent their oaths and wish for the destruction of the one who holds them. I was never less free than when I ruled.

We're here to take Suren,' Revindra goes on. 'And we will take it ill if you attempt to prevent us.' The gaze that Oak slants towards me is as cold as the one he bestowed the ogres. 'Oh,' he says. 'I wouldn't dream of stopping you.

I am no swordsman, but moreover, I don't like giving my enemies what they want. Madoc has come for a duel, and if for no other reason than that, he should not have one.

Kill him, a part of me says, a part I remember from the night I took him captive. Kill him before he makes you love him.