Daughter Of Smoke And Bone Quotes

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Laini Taylor
“You really think joy is easier to come by than pain? What have you had more of?”
Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

Laini Taylor
“It was sadness, lostness, and the worst thing about it was the way it seemed like a default—like it was there all the time, and all her other expressions were just an array of masks she used to cover it up.”
Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

Laini Taylor
“We dreamed together of the world remade.”
Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

Laini Taylor
“My tiny scary friend is coming”
Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

Laini Taylor
“Your soul sings to mine. My soul is yours, and it always will be, in any world.”
Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

Laini Taylor
“She may have been the one whose name meant music, but his sounded like it. Saying it made her want to sing it, to lean out a window and call him home. To whisper it in the dark.”
Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

Laini Taylor
“His lips made a grim twist that was like the joyless cousin of a smile.”
Laini Talyor

“Once apon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love. It did not end well.”
Laiani Taylor

Laini Taylor
“There was darkness, and monsters vast as worlds swam in it.”
Laini Taylor, Dreams of Gods & Monsters

Laini Taylor
“Nwella came up with a silver bowl and a big soft brush, and before Madrigal knew what was happening Nwella had dusted her chest, neck, and shoulders with something that glittered.
“What—?”
“Sugar,” she said, giggling.
“Nwella!” Madrigal tried to brush it off, but it was dust-fine and it clung: sugar powder, which girls wore when they planned to be tasted. If her rose petal lips and naked back were not enough invitation to Thiago, Madrigal thought, this certainly was. Its telltale shimmer might as well have been a sign that said LICK ME.”
Laini Taylor

Laini Taylor
“She was all dark-eyed intensity. Something was lost in her. Karou saw it and mourned. War does that, nothing for it. Reality lays siege. Your framed portrait of life is smashed, and a new one thrust upon you. Its ugly, and you don't even want to look at it , let alone hang it on the wall, but you have no choice.”
Laini Taylor, Dreams of Gods & Monsters