Quotes About Identity

Perhaps it is Oak who is the fool, who caught a wolf and thought that by putting it in a gown and speaking to it as though it were a girl, it would become one.

I thought I was supposed to be good and follow the rules," I say. "But I am done with being weak. I am done with being good. I think I am going to be something else.

I thought of how proud he was when he took the marks- cutting the skin of his throat in a long slash and then packing it with ashes until keloid scars rose up. He called it his second smile.

You are nothing. You barely exist at all. Your only purpose is to create more of your kind before you die. He's wrong about me. I am going to make my mayfly life count for something. I won't be afraid of him or of Prince Dain's censure. If I cannot be better than them, I will become so much worse. -Pg. 210

It demeans you to cover rotten meat with honey. I know what I am. What would you want with a monster?" "Everything.

I don't want to be a vampire' she told herself. But in her dreams, she kind of did.

You don't know what you are.

Her tragedy, if she had one, was to be as normal and average as any child ever born.

Once, there was a girl who found a sword in the woods. Once, there was a girl who made a bargain with the Folk. Once, there was a girl who'd been a knight in the service of a monster. Once, there was a girl who vowed she would save everyone in the world, but forgot herself. Once, there was a girl… Hazel

Jude, you can't really think I don't know it's you.

Maybe it isn't the worst thing to want to be loved, even if you're not. Even if it hurts. Maybe being human isn't always being weak.

It's not fair. We had a story, and our story was important. And I hate that both of you can just walk away and take part of my story with you and not even care. I hate that you can do what you're supposed to do and I can't. I hate that you're going to leave me behind. I hate that everyone calls it growing up, but it seems like dying. It feels like each of you is being possessed and I'm next.

You're a liar, Cassel Sharpe. A lying liar who lies.

Prince Oak, heir to Elfhame. Son of the traitorous Grand General and brother to the mortal High Queen. Oak, to whom I was once promised in marriage. Who had once been my friend, although he doesn't seem to remember it.

What is a king without a crown? That's a riddle, but one to which we all know the answer: no king at all.

Jude, you cant really think I dont know its you. I knew it was you from the moment you stepped into the brugh. Page 69

We have lived in our armor for so long, you and I. And now I am not sure if either of us knows how to remove it." — "I think of his riddle. How do people like us take off our armor? One piece at a time.

It takes bravery to be an adventurer," Odette said, lifting her drink and walking away. "And what better adventure than the discovery of our true selves?

I hope to be able to decide for myself - when we turn, is there something shoved inside of us or is it that something inside of us has been released?

I might be only sticks and snow and hag magic, but at least I did not come from her. I am no one's child. That makes me smile, showing red teeth.

At the window of my room, I catch my reflection in the glass. Shaggy black hair. Sneer.I look like a hungry ghost, glowering in at a world I am no longer fit to be a part of.

No amount of takeout Chinese food or politeness ought to make me forget exactly who and what I am dealing with.

That was the problem with monsters. Sometimes they looked just like everybody else.

You're no killer. He has no idea what I am.