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  • #1
    Leigh Bardugo
    “She smiled then, her eyes red, her cheeks scattered with some kind of dust. It was a smile he thought he might die to earn again.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #2
    Leigh Bardugo
    “I am grateful you're alive", he said. "I am grateful that you're beside me. I am grateful that you're eating."
    She rested her head on his shoulder.
    "You're better that waffles, Matthias Helvar."
    A small smile curled the Fjerdan's lips.
    "Let's not say things we don't mean, my love.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #3
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Have any of you wondered what I did with all the cash Pekka Rollins gave us?"
    "Guns?" asked Jesper.
    "Ships?" queried Inej.
    "Bombs?" suggested Wylan.
    "Political bribes?" offered Nina. They all looked at Matthias. "This is where you tell us how awful we are," she whispered.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #5
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Everything is a negotiation with you, Brekker. You probably bartered your way out of the womb.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #6
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Until this moment, Wylan hadn't quite understood how much they meant to him. His father would have sneered at these thugs and thieves, a disgraced soldier, a gambler who couldn't keep out of the red. But they were his first friends, his only friends, and Wylan knew that even if he'd had his pick of a thousand companions, these would have been the people he chose.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #7
    Leigh Bardugo
    “He'd told her they would fight their way out. Knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that's what we do. She would fight for him, but she could not heal him. She would not waste her life trying.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #8
    Leigh Bardugo
    “They were twin souls, soldiers destined to fight for different sides, to find each other and lose each other too quickly. She would not keep him here. Not like this.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #10
    Laini Taylor
    “So," he called to her back, "Just out of curiosity, you know, purely conversation and all, at what age will you be entertaining offers of marriage?"

    "You think it'll be so easy?" she called back over her shoulder. "No way. There will be tasks. Like in a fairy tale."
    "Sounds dangerous."
    "Very, so think twice."

    "No need," he said. "You're worth it.”
    Laini Taylor, Days of Blood & Starlight

  • #11
    Cassandra Clare
    “If Jem dies, I cannot be with Tessa,” said Will. “Because it will be as if I were waiting for him to die, or took some joy in his death, if it let me have her. And I will not be that person. I will not profit from his death. So he must live.” He lowered his arm, his sleeve bloody. “It is the only way any of this can ever mean anything. Otherwise it is only —”

    “Pointless, needless suffering and pain? I don’t suppose it would help if I told you that was the way life is. The good suffer, the evil flourish, and all that is mortal passes away,” Magnus said.

    “I want more than that,” said Will. “You made me want more than that. You showed me I was only ever cursed because I had chosen to believe myself so. You told me there was possibility, meaning. And now you would turn your back on what you created.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #12
    Cassandra Clare
    “You said I am a good man," he said. "But I am not that good a man. And I am--I am catastrophically in love with you.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #13
    Cassandra Clare
    You see it, don't you, James? Without Tessa there is nothing for me--no joy, no light, no life. If you loved me, you would let me have her. You can't love her as I do. No one could. If you are truly my brother, you would do this for me.
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #14
    Cassandra Clare
    “I love you so much, so incredibly much," he went on, "and I forget when you're close to me, I forget who you are. I forget that you're Jem's. I'd have to be the worst sort of person to think what I'm thinking right now. But I am thinking it.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #15
    Cassandra Clare
    “The more beautiful the skin is, the more deadly it is. That's what Will's like. All that pretty face and whatnot just hides how twisted up and rotten he is on the inside.”
    Cassandra Clare

  • #16
    Cassandra Clare
    “Love potions? For Will 'erondale? 'Tain't my way to turn down payment, but any man who looks like you 'as got no need of love potions, and that's a fact."

    "No," Will said, a little desperation in his voice. "I was looking for the opposite, really -- something that might put an end to being in love."

    "An 'atred potion?" Mol still sounded amused.

    "I was hoping for something more akin to indifference? Tolerance?"

    She made a snorting noise, astonishingly human for a ghost. "I 'ardly like to tell you this, Nephilim, but if you want a girl to 'ate you, there's easy enough ways of making it 'appen. You don't need my help with the poor thing."

    And with that she vanished, spinning away into the mists among the graves. Will, looking after her, sighed. "Not for her," he said under his breath, though there was no one to hear him, "for me..." And he leaned his head against the cold iron gate.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #17
    Cassandra Clare
    “Not forever, Tessa thought. They had a long, long time. A lifetime. His lifetime. And she would lose him one day, as she had lost Will, and her heart would break, as it had broken before. And she would put herself back together and go on, because the memory of having had Jem would be better than never having had him at all.”
    Cassandra Clare, After the Bridge

  • #18
    Cassandra Clare
    “Will. For a moment her heart hesitated. She remembered when Will had died, her agony, the long nights alone, reaching across the bed every morning when she woke up, for years expecting to find him there, and only slowly growing accustomed to the fact that that side of the bed would always be empty. The moments when she had found something funny and turned to share the joke with him, only to be shocked anew that he was not there. The worst moments, when, sitting alone at breakfast, she had realized that she had forgotten the precise blue of his eyes or the depth of his laugh; that like the sound of Jem's violin music, they had faded into the distance where memories are silent.”
    Cassandra Clare, The Infernal Devices: Clockwork Princess, Chapter 21

  • #19
    Leigh Bardugo
    Thanks for being my best friend and making my life bearable. Oh, and sorry I fell in love with you for a while there.
    Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

  • #20
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Did you miss me, Alina? Did you miss me when you were gone?"
    "Every day," I said hoarsely.
    "I missed you every hour. And you know what the worst part was? It caught me completely by surprise. I'd catch myself walking around to find you, not for any reason, just out of habit, because I'd seen something I wanted to tell you about, or because I just wanted to hear your voice. And then I'd realize that you weren't there anymore, and every time, every single time, it was like having the wind knocked out of me. I've risked my life for you. I've walked half the length of Ravka for you, and I'd do it again and again and again just to be with you, just to starve with you and freeze with you and hear you complain about hard cheese every day. So don't tell me we don't belong together," he said fiercely. He was very close now, and my heart was suddenly hammering in my chest. "I'm sorry it took me so long to see you, Alina. But I see you now.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

  • #21
    Colleen Hoover
    “I wasn’t heroic. I wasn’t simple. I was difficult. An emotionally challenging puzzle he wasn’t up for solving.”
    Colleen Hoover, Verity

  • #22
    Cassandra Clare
    Tess, Tess, Tessa.

    Was there ever a more beautiful sound than your name? To speak it aloud makes my heart ring like a bell. Strange to imagine that, isn’t it – a heart ringing – but when you touch me that is what it is like: as if my heart is ringing in my chest and the sound shivers down my veins and splinters my bones with joy.

    Why have I written these words in this book? Because of you. You taught me to love this book where I had scorned it. When I read it for the second time, with an open mind and heart, I felt the most complete despair and envy of Sydney Carton. Yes, Sydney, for even if he had no hope that the woman he loved would love him, at least he could tell her of his love. At least he could do something to prove his passion, even if that thing was to die.

    I would have chosen death for a chance to tell you the truth, Tessa, if I could have been assured that death would be my own. And that is why I envied Sydney, for he was free.

    And now at last I am free, and I can finally tell you, without fear of danger to you, all that I feel in my heart.

    You are not the last dream of my soul.

    You are the first dream, the only dream I ever was unable to stop myself from dreaming. You are the first dream of my soul, and from that dream I hope will come all other dreams, a lifetime’s worth.

    With hope at least,
    Will Herondale

    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #23
    Cassandra Clare
    “If no one cares for you at all, do you even really exist?”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #24
    Cassandra Clare
    “Tessa craned her head back to look at Will. “You know that feeling,” she said, “when you are reading a book, and you know that it is going to be a tragedy; you can feel the cold and darkness coming, see the net drawing tight around the characters who live and breathe on the pages. But you are tied to the story as if being dragged behind a carriage and you cannot let go or turn the course aside.” His blue eyes were dark with understanding — of course Will would understand — and she hurried on. “I feel now as if the same is happening, only not to characters on a page but to my own beloved friends and companions. I do not want to sit by while tragedy comes for us. I would turn it aside, only I struggle to discover how that might be done.”
    “You fear for Jem,” Will said.
    “Yes,” she said. “And I fear for you, too.”
    “No,” Will said, hoarsely. “Don’t waste that on me, Tess.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #25
    Cassandra Clare
    “Of course you can have a true Shadowhunter name," Will said. "You can have mine."
    Tessa stared at him, all black and white against the black-and-white snow and stone. "Your name?"
    Will took a step toward her, till they stood face-to-face. Then he reached to take her hand and slid off her glove, which he put into his pocket. He held her bare hand in his, his fingers curved around hers. His hand was warm and callused, and his touch made her shiver. His eyes were steady and blue; they were everything that Will was: true and tender, sharp and witty, loving and kind. "Marry me," he said. "Marry me, Tess. Marry me and be called Tessa Herondale. Or be Tessa Gray, or be whatever you wish to call yourself, but marry me and stay with me and never leave me, for I cannot bear another day of my life to go by that does not have you in it.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #26
    Cassandra Clare
    “Men may be stronger, but it is women who endure.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #27
    Cassandra Clare
    “And to the devil with it if she is!" said the Consul. "One girl, who is not Nephilim, is not, cannot, be our priority."

    "She is my priority!" Will shouted.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #28
    Cassandra Clare
    “There are so many worse things than death. Not to be loved or not to be able to love: that is worse.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #29
    Cassandra Clare
    “Do not seek revenge and call it justice.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #30
    Cassandra Clare
    “We live and breathe words. It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved again. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

  • #31
    Cassandra Clare
    “She leaned forward and caught at his hand, pressing it between her own. The touch was like white fire through his veins. He could not feel her skin only the cloth of her gloves, and yet it did not matter. You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning. The conflagration in his own veins, now, gave the answer.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

  • #32
    Cassandra Clare
    “They say you cannot love two people equally at once,” she said. “And perhaps for others that is so. But you and Will—you are not like two ordinary people, two people who might have been jealous of each other, or who would have imagined my love for one of them diminished by my love of the other. You merged your souls when you were both children. I could not have loved Will so much if I had not loved you as well. And I could not love you as I do if I had not loved Will as I did.”
    Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess



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