Elaine > Elaine's Quotes

“Someday we will be more than words in the dark.”
― Sara Raasch, Snow Like Ashes

“Even the strongest blizzards start with a single snowflake.”
― Sara Raasch, Snow Like Ashes

“So,” I start as we pull to the left in the hall, “you’re the king of Cordell’s son. How’s that?”
Theron chuckles. “Beneficial sometime, horrible others. You’re beautiful – how’s that?”
― Sara Raasch, Snow Like Ashes

“That's why literature is so fascinating. It's always up for interpretation, and could be a hundred different things to a hundred different people. It's never the same thing twice.”
― Sara Raasch, Snow Like Ashes

“I need a book that says 'Here's how to defeat Spring and restore power to your king, and while you're at it, here's how to prove you matter when no one else thinks you do—”

I stop. I'm staring at the bookshelves and not at Theron, and I don't think I'll ever be able to look at him again without shriveling up from embarrassment. I can still hear what I said hanging around me, my weak, weak admission, and I can't bring myself to breathe, let alone face him.

Theron doesn't give me a choice. He crawls up onto his knees and moves into my line of sight, his forehead wrinkled and his eyes darting over mine like he's trying to figure me out the same way he figured out that passage. After a moment of silence, he grimaces.

“You matter,” is all he says.”
― Sara Raasch, Snow Like Ashes

“I’m Hannah’s daughter. I’m Winter’s conduit. I’m a warrior, a soldier, a lady, a queen, and most of all, as I plunge across the snowfield toward Jannuari’s silent ruin, I’m Meira.”
― Sara Raasch, Snow Like Ashes

“One flake falls, twisting down through the empty sky. One frozen speck of snow. Then another, and another, and before I know it the roads will be covered in dozens of distinct flakes. All these little pieces combining to create one giant, volatile snowstorm, something beautiful and dangerous and epic”
― Sara Raasch, Snow Like Ashes

“Books in towering stacks lean against the fireplace and on small end tables, and crowd the bookshelves so tightly I fear the entire structure will burst in an explosion of paper and dust. They're the large books too, great archaic things that look so old, so fragile, that I worry I might disintegrate them just by breathing too hard.”
― Sara Raasch, Snow Like Ashes

“They make decisions; they mold your future. The trick is to find a way to still be you through it all.”
― Sara Raasch, Snow Like Ashes

“She turned to look at him, and he was already looking at her. “I’m going to miss you when I wake up,” she whispered, because she realized that she must have fallen asleep under the sun. Arin was too real for her imagination. He was a dream.
“Don’t wake up,” he said.”
― Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Crime

“She’d felt it before, she felt it now: the pull to fall in with him, to fall into him, to lose her sense of self.”
― Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Crime

“He did not want her to know.
He did not want her to see.
But:
Look at me, he found himself thinking furiously at her. Look at me.
She lifted her eyes, and did.”
― Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Crime

“Arin hadn’t fallen asleep on the deck of his strangely still ship, yet, it felt as if he’d been dreaming. As if dreams and memories and lies were the same thing.”
― Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Crime

“You snored,” Kestrel said. “I did not.” “You did. You snored so loudly that the people in my dreams complained.”
― Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Crime

“Marry him,” Arin said, “but be mine in secret.”
― Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Crime

“Someone was coming through the velvet.

He was pulling it wide, he was stepping onto Kestrel’s balcony—close, closer still as she turned and the curtain swayed, then stopped. He pinned the velvet against frame. He held the sweep of it high, at the level of his gray eyes, which were silver in the shadows.

He was here. He had come.

Arin.”
― Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Crime

“She breathed in the cold, and it felt free, so she felt free, and it felt alive, so she felt alive.”
― Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Crime

“His dear face, dear to her, dearer still. how could she love his face more for its damage? What kind of person saw someone's suffering and felt her heart crack open even wider, even more sweetly than before?
There was something wrong with her. It was wrong to want to touch a scar and call it beautiful.”
― Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Crime

“The sky was a feather blanket of clouds, save for one blue hole in the fabric. A blue cloud in a white sky.”
― Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Crime

“..You always have to choose between the path of needles and the path of pins. When a dress is torn, you know, you can just pin it up, or you can take the time to sew it together. That's what it means. The quick and easy way or the painful way that works.”
― Rosamund Hodge, Crimson Bound

“I knew you lived," her mother said after a moment. "Any daughter of mine would be ruthless enough.”
― Rosamund Hodge, Crimson Bound

“Do you think that doing the right thing will always be pretty?”
― Rosamund Hodge, Crimson Bound

“He knew what she was and he was not letting go.”
― Rosamund Hodge, Crimson Bound

“In all your life, your only choice is the path of needles or the path of pins.”
― Rosamund Hodge, Crimson Bound

“He grinned at her, and it felt like there was no space or barrier at all between them, like his smile was happening inside her heart. Without meaning to at all, she smiled back.”
― Rosamund Hodge, Crimson Bound

“Whatever creature you turn into, whatever form you take, I won't let go of you.”
― Rosamund Hodge, Crimson Bound

“Please don’t allow anyone to make you feel less than what you are.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“Selflessness. It should be the basis of every relationship. If a person truly cares about you, they'll get more pleasure from the way they make you feel, rather than the way you make them feel.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“I love you so much.” His voice is breathless and full of fear. “I’ll love you forever. Even when I can’t.” My tears fall harder at his words. “And I’ll love you forever. Even when I shouldn't.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“She deserves better. So much better.
She deserves me.
If only she knew that.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess