Sara Hashem > Quotes

“What appeal can reason have in the face of your tears?”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“You think your mind is a blank slate, where you can build your own networks of information from scratch, through pure logic and reason. You ignore that each child enters a completely unique world, founded on different truths. We build our reality on the foundation our world sets for us. You entered a world where magic is corrosive and Jasadis are inherently evil. I entered one where turning a shoe into a dove made my mother laugh. Have you considered, in that infinite mind of yours, that the truly brilliant people are the ones who understand the realities we build were already built for us?”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“I wanted to cut him open and compare our bones to understand why his gave him grace and mine gave me back pain.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“She had the temperament of a deranged goose. Every interaction he’d shared with her had thoroughly convinced him he was not dealing with a stable woman.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“Because it is the nature of humanity to celebrate the things that want to kill them.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“Children are not meant to bear the woes of this life, Sylvia. It breaks them. They will spend their adult lives doing everything in their power to never feel the weight of the world again.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“I am not killing my fig plant.” I pushed to my feet. “I’m cultivating its fighter’s spirit.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“I wish I had a good reason for saving you. I wish it was logical or rational, informed by any semblance of reason. I wish more than anything my first thought when I emerged from the water was not of you, that I hadn’t been prepared to tear through every grain of sand and burn every tree in this damned place until I found you.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Crown

“Shame is a dangerous feeling to manipulate. Pull at the string too many times, and it will eventually snap into apathy.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“Blood cannot lead a kingdom,” Rory said. His voice gentled. “Sacrifice can. A true ruler is one who puts their people before themselves. No matter the cost.” “That isn’t me. It is not in my nature—” “Of course it isn’t. Altruism is no one’s nature. It wouldn’t be half as remarkable otherwise.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“Weak is a ruler who holds a match to the world and then blames it for burning.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Crown

“Why hadn’t they told him that love was not a soft and gentle wind, but a storm determined to rip you apart and build its home in the wreckage? That it brought with it uninvited guests, new fears and worries and paranoias beyond the reach of any reason.
How in those early days, before he knew what was happening, he would lose his breath at the thought of a future without her. A future where the guests would be gone, but so would his new home. The home she had carved inside him, where the air smelled like her hair and the bells sounded like her laugh. A place where he could rest until he was old and weary, where he could only sleep with his hand settled over her heart, because even so many years later, that steady pulse was the only pillar Arin would ever lean on.
Death, he learned, did not change anything. It didn’t destroy their home; it simply barred Arin from entering. It meant years waiting on the steps.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Crown

“When he saw me looking, a red tinge brightened the top of his cheeks. I blinked, and it was gone—a trick of the light, maybe. “No,” Arin said. “No?” “No, I don’t wish I was alone with my maps and my talwith. I am where I want to be.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“I always feared you would become like your true mother,” Rawain said. “I stayed vigilant for what you might have inherited from Hanim. In my worst nightmares, I never thought you would take after Isra. As weak and—” “Weak is not a mother who throws herself between a boy with none of her blood and the wrath of the man who made him.” Arin wiped the blood dripping onto his lashes. “Weak is a ruler who holds a match to the world and then blames it for burning.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Crown

“All of me is written in your name, he wanted to say.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Crown

“If your magic takes you, I will drag you back. It cannot have you.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Crown

“Have you considered, in that infinite mind of yours, that the truly brilliant people are the ones who understand the realities we build were already built for us?”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Crown

“That even though one day I would kneel before Jasad’s judges in the afterlife to account for it, I would not renounce a single moment of loving the Nizahl Heir.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“And to every eldest daughter who chooses to be brave.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“Kill everyone in the vicinity if you die? Seek revenge on anyone who allowed it to happen? Maybe he wouldn’t have before. But I told you—he is coming apart at the seams. When the world stops making sense, you cling to the only thing that does.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Crown

“My teeth were stuck together, and I had the most terrible notion that they were protecting me from what might fly out of my mouth if I unhinged my jaw.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“Two things stood between me and a good night’s sleep, and I was allowed to kill only one of them.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“Arin sat among his ghosts and dreamed of his future.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Crown

“It didn’t feel like betrayal. It felt like wandering through the woods for an endless night and finally stumbling into the dawn.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“Arin of Nizahl was maddeningly elegant. I wanted to cut him open and compare our bones to understand why his gave him grace and mine gave me back pain.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“You think you are the most frightening creature in these woods, but you’re not,” I said to the raven. “I am.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“All your choices require sacrifice. The question is, what are you willing to lose?”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“You want to be hunted?” A branch snapped somewhere below me. “Then I will gladly grant your wish.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“I sobbed like I hadn’t since the Blood Summit, when my first life ended. Pressed against the son of the man who had taken everything.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

“He reddened. “Keep his name out of your filthy mouth.” I saw it, then. The fastest route to the finish. “But he likes my mouth,” I purred.”
― Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir