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“There comes a day when every girl loses the stars in her eyes. And then she can see clearly.”
― Josephine Angelini, Trial by Fire

“The people who love you will guide you like bright lights into the other worlds.”
― Josephine Angelini, Trial by Fire

“She heard Rowan awake with a start before he reconciled himself to his surroundings. His back scraped across the trunk of the tree as he slid sideways--trying to see around the branch she was sitting on to get a look at her.
"Are you awake?" he asked, his voice still rough from sleep.
"Yeah."
"Did you sleep at all?"
"No." She heard him mumble something to himself and decided to cut him off before he could scold her again. "My butt did, though. Slept like a log all night."
"Well, obviously, your butt has more sense than you do."
"You're a funny man, Rowan whatever your last name is."
"Fall."
"I'd rather not."
She managed to get a tiny chuckle out of him, which she considered a huge achievement. Rowan stood up on his branch, bringing his head level with Lily's, and started to untie her. His lips were still pursed in a near smile.
"My name is Rowan Fall.”
― Josephine Angelini, Trial by Fire

“Lily opened her hand and looked at her three willstones. Rowan had been right. She was changed forever.
Lily sat up and saw a glass of water on the bedside table. A tiny card was propped up against it. It said, THIRSTY? in bold uppercase letters. Lily realized that she'd never seen Rowan's handwriting before. She stared at it, sipping her water, memorizing every swoop and curve.
She swung her legs out of bed and noticed that she'd somehow struggled out of his robe while she slept. Rowan had left a stack of clothes on the floor next to her, with its own accompanying card that read NAKED? Lily laughed quietly to herself...”
― Josephine Angelini, Trial by Fire

“I'm a witch and witches burn.”
― Josephine Angelini, Trial by Fire

“Being temporary doesn't make something matter any less, because the point isn't for how long, the point is that it happened.”
― Robyn Schneider, Extraordinary Means

“That's all you can do in this world, no matter how strong the current beats against you, or how heavy your burden, or how tragic your love story. You keep going.”
― Robyn Schneider, Extraordinary Means

“There's difference between being dead and dying. We're all dying. Some of us die for ninety years, and some of us die for nineteen. But each morning everyone on this planet wakes up one day closer to their death. Everyone. So living and dying are actually different words for the same thing, if you think about it.”
― Robyn Schneider, Extraordinary Means

“In AP Bio, I learned that the cells in our body are replaced every seven years, which means that one day, I'll have a body full of cells that were never sick. But it also means that parts of me that knew and loved Sadie will disappear. I'll still remember loving her, but it'll be a different me who loved her. And maybe this is how we move on. We grow new cells to replace the grieving ones, diluting our pain until it loses potency.

The percentage of my skin that touched hers will lessen until one day my lips won't be the same lips that kissed hers, and all I'll have are the memories. Memories of cottages in the woods, arranged in a half-moon. Of the tall metal tray return in the dining hall. Of the study tables in the library. The rock where we kissed. The sunken boat in Latham's lake, Sadie, snapping a photograph, laughing the lunch line, lying next to me at the movie night in her green dress, her voice on the phone, her apple-flavored lips on mine. And it's so unfair.

All of it.”
― Robyn Schneider, Extraordinary Means

“I have a theory that life is gathering the raw materials, and when we die, we get to make patterns out of our lives and relive them in whatever order we want. That way I can spend forever repeating the days when I was really happy, and never have to experience any of the sad days. So that's how you live a really great life. You make sure you have enough good days that you want to go back to.”
― Robyn Schneider, Extraordinary Means

“I didn't realise you'd ridden here on your high horse”
― Robyn Schneider, Extraordinary Means

“Start as you mean to go on.”
― Robyn Schneider, Extraordinary Means

“So anyway, I'm sorry I was a dick.'
'It's fine,' I said.
'No, shut up, I'm atoning.”
― Robyn Schneider, Extraordinary Means

“I love that there's such a rivalry. It's like, leaf water versus bean water, ya know?”
― Robyn Schneider, Extraordinary Means

“Don't feel bad for one moment about doing what brings you joy.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“Pity those who don't feel anything at all.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“We need hope, or else we cannot endure.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“I was as unburdened as a piece of dandelion fluff, and he was the wind that stirred me about the world.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“Do you ever stop being so serious and dull?"
"Do you ever stop being such a prick?" I snapped back.
Dead—really, truly, I should have been dead for that.
But Lucien grinned at me. "Much better.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“Would you like me to grovel with gratitude for bringing me here, High Lord?"

"Ah. The Suriel told you nothing important, did it?"

That smile of his sparked something bold in my chest. "He also said that you liked being brushed, and if I'm a clever girl, I might train you with treats."

Tamlin tipped his head to the sky and roared with laughter. Despite myself, I let out a quiet laugh.

"I might die of surprise," Lucien said behind me. "You made a joke, Feyre."

I turned to look at him with a cool smile. "You don't want to know what the Suriel said about you." I flicked my brows up, and Lucien lifted his hands in defeat.

"I'd pay good money to hear what the Suriel thinks of Lucien," Tamlin said.

A cork popped, followed by the sounds of Lucien chugging the bottle's contents and chuckling with a muttered, "Brushed.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“Before you start yelling . . . ,”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“God afternoon," I said cheerfully, with an especially saccharine smile for the High Lord. He blinked at me, and both of the faerie men murmured their greetings as I took a seat across from Lucien, not my usual place facing Tamlin.

I drank deeply from my goblet of water before piling food on my plate. I savored the tense silence as I consumed the meal before me.

"You look . . . refreshed," Lucien observed with a glance at Tamlin. I shrugged. "Sleep well?"

"Like a babe." I smiled as him and took another bite of food, and felt Lucien's eyes travel inexorably to my neck.

"What is that bruise?" Lucien demanded.

I pointed my fork to Tamlin. "Ask him, he did it."

Lucien looked from Tamlin to me and then back again. "Why does Feyre have a bruise on her neck from you?" he asked with no small amount of amusement.

"I bit her," Tamlin said, not pausing as he cut his steak. "We ran into each other in the hall after the Rite.”
― Sarah J Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“When he finished, I tipped back my head and howled, my laughter like sunshine shattering age-hardened ice.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“Better to die with my chin held high than groveling like a cowering worm.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“I love you.Thorns and All.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“There are those who seek me a lifetime but never we meet,
And those i kiss but who trample me beneath ungrateful feet.

At times i seem to favor the clever and the fair,
But i bless all those who are brave enough to dare.

By large, my ministrations are soft-handed and sweet,
But scorned, i become a difficult beast to defeat.

For though my strikes lands a powerful blow,
When i kill, I do it slow....”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“Cauldron save you.
Mother hold you.
Pass through the gates, and smell that immortal land of milk and honey.
Fear no evil.
Feel no pain.
Go, and enter eternity.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“His skin shimmered with veins of pure gold -- iridescent, like a blue butterfly.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“A few fires flickered, plumes of dark smoke marring the ruby sky.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“The snow fell and fell, dancing and curling like sparkling spindrifts, the white fresh and clean against the brown and gray of the world. And despite myself, despite my numb limbs, I quieted that relentless, vicious part of my mind to take in the snow-veiled woods. Once”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses