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“If I have learned anything in this long life of mine, it is this: in love we find out who we want to be; in war we find out who we are.”
― Kristin Hannah, The Nightingale

“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe

“All I want is someone who likes me."
"All I want is a clear sign," I said.
"All I want is a magical horse that fits in my pocket," Wil said. "And a ring of red amber that gives me power over demons. And an endless supply of cake.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“Once upon a time,” I began. “There was a little boy born in a little town. He was perfect, or so his mother thought. But one thing was different about him. He had a gold screw in his belly button. Just the head of it peeping out.
“Now his mother was simply glad he had all his fingers and toes to count with. But as the boy grew up he realized not everyone had screws in their belly buttons, let alone gold ones. He asked his mother what it was for, but she didn’t know. Next he asked his father, but his father didn’t know. He asked his grandparents, but they didn’t know either.
“That settled it for a while, but it kept nagging him. Finally, when he was old enough, he packed a bag and set out, hoping he could find someone who knew the truth of it.
“He went from place to place, asking everyone who claimed to know something about anything. He asked midwives and physickers, but they couldn’t make heads or tails of it. The boy asked arcanists, tinkers, and old hermits living in the woods, but no one had ever seen anything like it.
“He went to ask the Cealdim merchants, thinking if anyone would know about gold, it would be them. But the Cealdim merchants didn’t know. He went to the arcanists at the University, thinking if anyone would know about screws and their workings, they would. But the arcanists didn’t know. The boy followed the road over the Stormwal to ask the witch women of the Tahl, but none of them could give him an answer.
“Eventually he went to the King of Vint, the richest king in the world. But the king didn’t know. He went to the Emperor of Atur, but even with all his power, the emperor didn’t know. He went to each of the small kingdoms, one by one, but no one could tell him anything.
“Finally the boy went to the High King of Modeg, the wisest of all the kings in the world. The high king looked closely at the head of the golden screw peeping from the boy’s belly button. Then the high king made a gesture, and his seneschal brought out a pillow of golden silk. On that pillow was a golden box. The high king took a golden key from around his neck, opened the box, and inside was a golden screwdriver.
“The high king took the screwdriver and motioned the boy to come closer. Trembling with excitement, the boy did. Then the high king took the golden screwdriver and put it in the boy’s belly button.”
I paused to take a long drink of water. I could feel my small audience leaning toward me. “Then the
high king carefully turned the golden screw. Once: Nothing. Twice: Nothing. Then he turned it the third time, and the boy’s ass fell off.”
There was a moment of stunned silence.
“What?” Hespe asked incredulously.
“His ass fell off.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“We do not eat our allies. —Tairn’s personal addendum to the Book of Brennan
as quoted by Cadet Violet Sorrengail”
― Rebecca Yarros, Iron Flame

“Dragons do not answer to the whims of men.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Iron Flame

“Here's the thing, Sorrengail. Hope is a fickle, dangerous thing. It steals your focus and aims it toward the possibilities instead of keeping it where it belongs- on the probabilities.'

'So I'm supposed to what? Not hope that I live? Just plan for death?'

'You're supposed to focus on the things that can kill you so you find ways not to die.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“We will feast on their bones, Silver One.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Tairn roars with the unmistakable sound of pride.

"Lightning wielder.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“She makes a good point," Andarna agrees. "Can you carry a luminary?"
"That question insults me."
"Can you carry a luminary while insulted?" she prods.
Tairn growls.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Iron Flame

“No, She's what you would call an adolescent. We need to get her back to the Vale so she can enter the Dreamless Sleep and finish the growth process. I should warn you before she wakes that this is a notoriously...perilous age."
"For her? Is she in danger?" My gave swings to Tairn for the length of a terrorizing heartbeat. "No, just everyone around her. There's a reason adolescents don't bond, either. They don't have the patience for humans. Or elders. Or logic," he grumbles.
"So, the same as humans." A teenager. Fabulous. "Except with teeth and, eventually, fire.”
― Rebecca Yarros

“I'm sorry she didn't tell you."
"We will settle matters of emotion after matters of life.”
― Rebeca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“I could torch him if you like," Tairn offers. "But you do seem attached" - Tairneanch”
― Rebecca Yarros

“You have been the gift of my life," I tell Tairn.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Onyx Storm

“Your power is a song, and one I’ve waited a very, very long time to hear, Nesta.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Silver Flames

“That question insults me.” “Can you carry a luminary while insulted?” she prods.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Iron Flame

“Are you still pretending?” I said, reveling in his gaze. Ravyn gave a surprised laugh and, in front of everyone, leaned in and kissed me. “I never was,” he whispered into my lips.”
― Rachel Gillig, One Dark Window

“The berry of rowans is red, always red. The earth at its trunk is dark with blood shed. But a Prince is a man, and a man may be bled. He came for the girl… And got the monster instead.”
― Rachel Gillig, One Dark Window

“There once was a girl clever and good, who tarried in shadow in the depths of the wood. There also was a king - a shepard by his crook, who reigned over magic and wrote the old book. The two were together, so the two were the same...The girl, the King...and the monster they became.”
― Rachel Gillig, One Dark Window

“To anyone who’s ever felt lost in a wood. There is a
strange sort of finding in losing.”
― Rachel Gillig, Two Twisted Crowns

“Be wary, Be clever, Be good”
― Rachel Gillig, Two Twisted Crowns

“Here we are, my darling girl, he whispered to me. The end of all things. The last page of our story.”
― Rachel Gillig, Two Twisted Crowns

“You did not come all this way to yield to despair.”
― Rachel Gillig, Two Twisted Crowns

“There were not enough pages in all the books Elm had read, in all the libraries he’d wandered, in all the notebooks he’d scrawled, that could measure—denote or describe—just how beautiful she was.”
― Rachel Gillig, Two Twisted Crowns

“I’d be your King, but always your servant. Never your keeper.”
― Rachel Gillig, Two Twisted Crowns

“Above rowan and yew, the elm tree stands tall. It waits along borders, a sentry at call.”
― Rachel Gillig, Two Twisted Crowns

“For nothing is safe, and nothing is free. Debt follows all men, no matter their plea. When the Shepherd returns, a new day shall ring. Death to the Rowans.” His gray eyes focused, homing in on Elm. “Long live the King.”
― Rachel Gillig, Two Twisted Crowns

“The two were together, so the two were the same: “The girl, the King, and the monster they became.”
― Rachel Gillig, Two Twisted Crowns

“A hundred years,” he said to her, as if she were the only one in the room. “I’ll love you for a hundred years—and an eternity after.”
― Rachel Gillig, Two Twisted Crowns