A Conjuring Of Light Quotes

“One day you will be old and wrinkled, and I will still love you.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Conjuring of Light

“No one suffers as beautifully as you do.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Conjuring of Light

“This was the story of a prince who watched over his city as it slept. Who went on foot, for fear of trampling one of the fallen, who wove his way between the bodies of his people.
Some would say he moved in silence, with only the gentle clang of his golden-armored steps echoing like distant bells through the silent street.
Some would say he spoke, that even in the far-off darkness, the sleeping heard him whisper, over and over, "You are not alone.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Conjuring of Light

“Kell's eyes went to the palace on last time, and he thought he could almost make out the shape of a man standing alone on a high balcony. At this distance, he was little more than a shadow, but Kell could see the band of gold glinting in his hair as a secong figure came to stand beside the king.

Rhy raised his hand, and so did Kell, a single unspoken word between them.

Anoshe.”
― V. E. Schwab

“It´s a race, then. May the best Antari win.”
― Victoria Schwab, Conjuro De Luz

“You drugged her?"
" It was Tieren's order, " said Hastra, chastised. "He said she was mad and stubborn and no use to us dead." (...)
"And what do you plan to do when she wakes up back?"
Hastra shrank back. "Apologize?"
Kell made an exasperated sound as Lila nuzzled - actually nuzzled - his shoulder.
"I suggest," he snapped at the young man, "you think of something better. Like an escape route.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Conjuring of Light

“Holland was already broken. It showed, not in the scars, but in the way he spoke, the way he held himself in the face of pain, too well acquainted with its shape and scale. He was a man hollowed out long before Osaron, a man with no fear and no hope and nothing to lose.”
― V.E. Schwab

“Growing up, his parents had written off his dreams as simply an effect of his reading too many novels, disappearing for hours - sometimes days - into fictional and fantastical worlds. In his youth, he'd seen dreams as a sign of his sensitivity to the other, that aspect of the world most people couldn't see - the one even Ned couldn't see - but that he believed in, fervently, determinedly, doggedly, right up until the day he met Kell and learned for certain that the other was real.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Conjuring of Light

“Hatred is a powerful thing,” continued Holland through gritted teeth. “Hold on to it.”
― V.E. Schwab