Nyx Quotes

“Do you know who I am?" she demanded.
"Well, you're Night, I suppose," said Annabeth. "I mean, I can tell because you're dark and everything, though the brochure didn't say much about you."
Nyx's eyes winked out for a moment. "What brochure?"
Annabeth patted her pockets. "We had one, didn't we?"
Percy licked his lips. "Uh-huh." He was still watching the horses, his hand tight on his sword hilt, but he was smart enough to follow Annabeth's lead.
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"Anyway," she said, "I guess the brochure didn't say much, because you weren't spotlighted on the tour. We got to see the River Phlegethon, the Cocytus, the arai, the poison glade of Akhlys, even some random Titans and giants, but Nyx...hmm, no you weren't really featured."
"Featured? Spotlighted?"
"Yeah," Percy said, warming up to the idea. "We came down here for the Tartarus tour--like, exotic destinations, you know? The Underworld is overdone. Mount Olympus is a tourist trap--"
"Gods, totally!" Annabeth agreed. "So we booked the Tartarus excursion, but no one even mentioned we'd run into Nyx. Huh. Oh, well. Guess they didn't think you were important.”
― Rick Riordan, The House of Hades

“A window within the soul to see
Light and Magick I send with thee
Be strong, be brave, make the right choice
Though Darkness shouts with a terrible voice
Know that I am watching from above
And that always, always, the answer is love!”
― P.C. Cast, Awakened

“Zoey: Wait! Don't go yet. I have so many questions.
Nyx: Life will reveal to you the choices you must make to answer them.”
― Kristin Cast

“You will honor my mother or I will break this bottle over your head”
― Rosamund Hodge, Cruel Beauty

“So Nesta held her sister tightly, with Time halted around them, and she whispered, 'If you show me how to save her, you can have it back.'

The world paused. Worlds beyond their own paused.

Nesta buried her face in the cold sweat of Feyre's neck. She opened that place within herself, and said to the Mother, to the Cauldron, 'I'll give back what I took from you. Just show me how to save them- her and Rhysand and the baby.' Rhysand- her brother. That's what he was, wasn't he? Her brother, who had offered her kindness even when she knew he wanted to throttle her. And she him. and the baby... her nephew. Blood of her blood. She would save him, save them, even if it took everything. 'Show me,' she pleaded.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“Bei Träumen weiß man nie. Es lohnt sich, dranzubleiben.”
― Dirk van Versendaal, NYX

“The orb of faelight bobbed ahead, illuminating the stone-hewn cell.

Cassian growled at what it revealed. Who it revealed.

Wholly different, no doubt, from the same young boy who now smiled at me.

Dark-haired, with eyes of crushing blue.

I started at the child's face- what I had not noticed that first time. What I had not understood.

It was Rhysand's face. The colouring, the eyes... it was my mate's face.

But the Carver's full, wide mouth curled into that hideous smile... That was my mouth. My father's mouth.

The hair on my arms rose. The Carver inclined his head in greeting- in greeting and in confirmation, as if he knew precisely what I realised. Who I had seen and was still seeing.

The High Lord's son. My son. Our son. Should we survive long enough to bear him.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“What does he look like?

The question was soft- tentative. I knew who he meant.

I interlaced my fingers through Rhysand's and squeezed tightly. Let me show you.

And as we walked through the darkness, toward that distant, still-hidden light, I did.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“We all born into our own natures," she said. "I, created from Chaos, was given unto the night. It is what I am. Who are you, Nico di Angelo?"
He gasped softly. "How-?"
"How do I know your name?" Nyx feigned outrage. "We are in Tartarus, you silly child. Everything here is stripped to its truest, rawest form. The longer you remain with me, the more clearly I can see you... and the less you can hide."
She brought Nico so close he thought he would pitch forward into the void of her face.
"Have you ever looked at yourself, Nico? Because I see the truth. You belong down here in the darkness. It is your nature, and yet you fight it every day. Must you be so obstinate? Must you ignore the obvious?"
"No," he said, squirming against Nyx's hold. "I know where I'm supposed to be."
A terrible laughter echoed from the empty space where her mouth should have been. "You are hopelessly confused. Those are confused end up with me."
"They do," said Hypnos. "They always do."
"Night is when all beings stumble and go astray," Nyx said, her voice now soothing, "but it is alsso when you can face the darkest truth. You must stop entertaining this notion that you can escape who you are. I will help you choose, Nico di Angelo. I will make things so much simpler... Choose.”
― Riordan and Oshiro

“Nyx was just visible behind the wall, her eyes glowing like stars in the darkness of Tartarus.
"Let me know when you are ready to see your father, and I will guide you to the palace myself. The Blood Moon draws near. Adjust your eyes, Pluto, to see what is so clearly in front of you." With a wave of her hand, the gates slammed shut, and the Goddess of the Night vanished from sight.”
― Heidi Hastings, Hades and Persephone: The Golden Blade

“Ich hatte dunkle Zeiten, aber jeder hat mal dunkle Zeiten. Jeder sollte dunkle Zeiten haben.”
― Dirk van Versendaal, NYX

“Frauen und Kinder zuerst – ist das ein sinnvolles Leitmotiv?»
Nelson wippt in seinem Stuhl. «Es ist die pure Verschwendung. Volkswirtschaftlich betrachtet. In Kinder wurde wenig investiert, Frauen verdienen im Schnitt weniger Geld und zahlen weniger Steuern.”
― Dirk van Versendaal, NYX

“Ich versuche, meine Begrenzungen zu akzeptieren. Manchmal mit Sportsgeist, manchmal mit Bedauern. Hier und da auch mit Wut.”
― Dirk van Versendaal, NYX

“Der Mensch gehört aufs Land. Spätestens beim Sterben.”
― Dirk van Versendaal, NYX

“Er hört sich selbst murmeln. Ein Wutgreis ist aus ihm geworden.”
― Dirk van Versendaal, NYX

“Auf dem Festland gehören verhaltensauffällige Leute zum Leben wie Ampeln und Hauskatzen, an Bord eines Schiffes stellt bereits ein einziger Verrückter eine Gefahr dar.”
― Dirk van Versendaal, NYX

“Wir sind der Eisberg. Nicht die Titanic.”
― Dirk van Versendaal, NYX

“Die Schmerzen verlassen das Schlachtfeld seines Leibes. Hier und dort führen sie Rückzugsgefechte.”
― Dirk van Versendaal, NYX

“Da wird schon im zweiten Absatz penetriert wie auf dem Pavianfelsen. Aber er ist liebenswert konventionell.”
― Dirk van Versendaal, NYX

“Die Verzweiflungstaten des Liebeswerbens sind ihm nicht fremd.”
― Dirk van Versendaal, NYX

“Zwei Meter geteilt durch Handbreit, wie viele Schmerzen macht das?”
― Dirk van Versendaal, NYX

“Vielleicht ist ein Blutgerinnsel schuld? Man selbst ist ja der Letzte, dem es auffällt, wenn ein Äderchen platzt.”
― Dirk van Versendaal, NYX

“Drakar är inga slavar, Akares.”
― Lovisa Wistrand, Drakviskaren

“Solen spelar över henne, får henne att se ut som en drake gjord av is och frost och kyla.”
― Lovisa Wistrand, Drakviskaren

“Fråga aldrig en drake om hennes ålder.”
― Lovisa Wistrand, Drakviskaren

“Kalla mig kamrat igen och jzag sliter benen av dig. På riktigt.”
― Lovisa Wistrand, Drakviskaren

“Ah … Vad vill du göra åt de ljuvliga små alverna därnere?” frågar Nyx.
”Du får inte äta dem om det är det du undrar.”
― Lovisa Wistrand, Drakviskaren

“Halva staden vill gömma dig i Moderträdet och hålla dig säker från Dlemhr. För om han tar dig och dräper dig, är Sarador i fara.”
”Och den andra halvan?”
”Vill dräpa dig.”
”Åh”, suckar jag. ”Fint.”
― Lovisa Wistrand, Drakviskaren

“When the voices of your past come calling you, wanting you to go back to something worse than you used to be, the only way to deal with it is to ignore those voices and press forward. That’s exactly what I intended to do.”
― Theophilus Monroe, Shift Happens

“Purification prayer to Nyx:
Great Goddess of Night, whose voice I hear in the wind, who breathes the breath of life to Her children. Hear me; I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty, and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset that comes before the beauty of your night. Make my hands respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice. Make me wise so that I may understand the things you have taught your people.
Help me remain calm and strong in the face of all that comes toward me. Let me learn the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock. Help me seek pure thoughts and act with the intention of helping others. Help me find compassion without empathy overwhelming me.
I seek strength, not to be greater than others, but to fight my greatest enemy, the doubts within myself.
Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes. So when life fades, as the fading sunset, my spirit may come to you without shame.”
― P.C. Cast, Kristin Cast