High Fantasy Quotes

“She had no time for sleep, with the weight of the world upon her shoulders. And she feared to dream. Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons

“Lord James did not know whether to feel proud of his daughter or
throttle her. He had managed to collar her quietly among the guests at the
Shinar manor, and they were alone together in the Lord Steward’s library.
He ordered her to a sofa in front of a ceiling-high bookcase.
Helen heard the same hard quality in his voice that she had perceived the first time they spoke together. She swallowed hard. He was not in a mood to be trifled with or flouted.
“You dress and behave modestly enough, Lieutenant,” he said. “But
your language earlier today was utterly appalling. You sounded like
a Lesser Shore whore, not a proper young woman, or a professional
healer. I simply won’t have it.”
“Two out of three is a start, Lord —”
He brought the back of his hand down across her face. She leapt
to her feet, not wounded so much as angry. “Is force your answer for
everything, Lord Protector?”
“Are sarcasm and insubordination yours, Lieutenant?”
― Candace L. Talmadge, Stoneslayer: Book One Scandal

“Wouldn’t the joys of life lose all colour, if life was eternal?”
― Constantina Maud, Hydranos

“True siblings are bound together by far more essential things than blood, while more times than many blood isn't thicker than water.”
― Constantina Maud, Hydranos

“I believe with all my heart, that Magnus is a worthy and superior successor to your current king. Therefore, I ask today that you reject Gaius Damora as your leader and take Prince Magnus as your new king. He will right the wrongs that have overtaken Mytica. And he will make Gaius Damora pay for all he has destroyed.”
― Morgan Rhodes, Frozen Tides

“You shouldn’t ask the girl blessed by Death whom she’ll die for. You should ask her whom she’ll kill for.”
― Molly X. Chang, To Gaze Upon Wicked Gods

“聪明一世，糊涂一时. Intelligent and cautious for a lifetime, it takes a second of stupidity to unravel it all.”
― Molly X. Chang, To Gaze Upon Wicked Gods

“You are what I imagine the sun to be like.' I whispered so softly I wasn't sure she could hear the admission. 'Fiery. Beautiful. Damning”
― Katherine Quinn, To Kill a Shadow

“We’re all selfish monsters— the only difference is some of us are more honest about it than others.”
― Nick Martell, The Kingdom of Liars

“Tell me a secret, then. One you can part with.”
― Katherine Quinn, To Kill a Shadow

“Don't overthink everything. You might be surprised by how much you'd like being out of control. Being alive is chaos, and living in it is half the fun.”
― Katherine Quinn, To Kill a Shadow

“You always collect your debts this promptly?” Thrazo asked when he couldn’t handle the oppressive silence.
“When they matter.”
“And this one does?”
“Yes.”
“That’s nearly a conversation. Careful, you might strain something.”
― J.L. Coulbeck, The Witch Hunter's Debt

“Control is an illusion, something to make us feel grounded and in charge of our destinies.”
― Katherine Quinn, To Kill a Shadow

“NOTE: The character of Aoleon is deaf. This conversation takes place in the book via sign language...

“Feeling a certain kind of way Aoleon?”
She snapped-to and quickly became defensive. “What in the name of the Goddess are you on about?”
Shades of anger and annoyance. The old Aoleon coming out.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t poke at you like that. It’s okay you know. There’s nothing wrong about the way you feel.”
As if suddenly caught up in a lie, Aoleon cleared her throat and ran her fingers absentmindedly over her ear and started to fidget with one of the brass accents in her snowy hair.
A very common nervous reaction.
“No…I mean…well I was…uh...”
“Aoleon, I know about you and Arjana.” he admitted outrightly as he pointed at the drawing.
She coughed, stuttered, smiled, but could bring herself to fully say nothing. Words escaped her as she looked about the room for answers.
“My sight is Dįvįnë, lest we forget. I knew you were growing close.”
“Yes. Well…she’s…something else.”
“Indeed?” he responded.
Images flashed briefly in Aoleon’s head of her father’s old friend. Verging on her fiftieth decade of life. She was a fierce woman by all accounts. One who’d just as soon cut you with words as she would a blade. Yet, she was darling and caring towards those she held close to her. Lovely to a fault; in a wild sort of way. Dark skin, the colour of walnut stained wood. Thick, kinky hair fashioned into black locs that faded into reddish-brown tips that were dyed with Assamian henna; the sides of her head shaved bare in an undercut fashion. Tattoos and gauged ears. Very comfortable with her sexuality. Dwalli by blood, but a native of the Link by birth although she wasn’t a Magi. Magick was her mother’s gift.
“I heard her say something very much the same about you once Aoleon.”
“Really?” Aoleon perked up right away. “Did she?”
“Yes. After she first met you in fact. Nearly exactly.”
Aoleon’s smile widened and she beamed happiness. She sat up assertively and gave a curt nod. “Well, of course she did.”
“She’s held such a torch for you for so long that I was starting to wonder if anything would actually come of it.”
“Yeah. Both you and Prince Asshole.” Aoleon exclaimed with a certainty that was absolute as she once again tightened up with defensiveness.
Samahdemn walked his statement back. “Peace daughter. I didn't know your brother had been giving you a row about her. Then again, he is your brother. So anything is possible.”
Aoleon sighed and nodded. “Not so much problems as he’s been giving me the silent treatment over it. Na’Kwanza. It’s always Na’ Kwanza.”
Samahdemn nodded knowingly and waived a dismissive hand. “He’s just jealous. He always has been.”
“So I’ve noticed.”
“Why would you hide it? Why not tell me?”
“I don’t know.” she said; shrugging her shoulders. “I didn’t know how you’d take it I suppose.”
“Seriously? You were afraid of rejection? From me? Love, have I ever held your individuality against you? Have I ever not supported you or your siblings?”
She shook her head; a bit embarrassed that she hadn't trusted him. "No, I suppose not."

-Reflections on the Dįvonësë War: The Dįvįnë Will Bear Witness to Fate”
― S.H. Robinson

“To love was a privilege not afforded to those of us born in these trying times when survival was never guaranteed.
We were products of our surroundings, of our upbringings.”
― Molly X. Chang, To Gaze Upon Wicked Gods

“No one doubts your honourable nature, most noble of kings and best of brothers.”
― Sylvia Mercedes, Bride of the Shadow King

“I have since come to know that many men always see another’s good fortune as a slight to themselves.”
― Robin Hobb, Assassin's Apprentice

“Thrazo didn’t understand, so he rolled the tea over his tongue, grimaced. “That tasted like boiled regret.”
“It’s willowbark.”
“Ah. Boiled regret with ideas.”
― J.L. Coulbeck, The Witch Hunter's Debt

“Thrazo didn’t ask what caused the noises. Some answers you didn’t want before you had steel in your hand.”
― J.L. Coulbeck, The Witch Hunter's Debt

“I am apprenticed to a goddess. Time to act like it.”
― K.V. Wilson, To Speak with the Stars

“Courting a princess does come with a few perks. Such as an immortal madwoman chasing us to the ends of the realm."
"Yeah… Sorry about that."
He snorted. "I wanted my life to be more interesting. Now I'm made of molten rock. Guess I should be thanking you.”
― K.V. Wilson, To Speak with the Stars

“But the only thing I could feel were those firm arms holding me, clutching me securely. And all I could hear was that deep, velvety voice telling me that everything was going to be all right - Though I didnt believe a single word.”
― Katherine Quinn, To Kill a Shadow

“One taste, and a thousand deaths you shall receive.”
― Katherine Quinn, To Kill a Shadow

“You and what army?”
― Madeline Te Whiu, The Assassin Thief

“Maybe today was the day the fire roared and defeated all the rest.”
― Samantha Shaye, The Fall of Ahilon

“You are not our mother," Ren spat. That was one mask Ondrakja had never tried to wear: She was their knot leader, but had never tried to call herself family. I would have poisoned her years earlier if she had. ”
― M. A. Carrick, The Mask of Mirrors: Rook and Rose, Book One

“白发送黑发, 不孝之道. Letting the white hair bury the black hair was unfilial to the highest degree.”
― Molly X. Chang, To Gaze Upon Wicked Gods

“You know, I've never been a fancier of human women. But I'll admit, that particular specimen is striking. I notice you wasted no time in scooping her up for a little ride. How did she feel in the saddle, eh?”
― Sylvia Mercedes, Bride of the Shadow King

“You told you were a hero! That you were discharged, ‘Above Honorable’! Turns out you were simply defeated by a mutant penis to the face!”
― Dexter Herron, Shard's Thugs

“She stood at the edge of everything she once believed, and it was quiet—too quiet—like the moment a soul decides whether to break or become something else entirely.”
― A.K. Smith, Mark of Fate