Jasmine

“Wrong kind of witch." - Manon Blackbeak”
― Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

“By the Valg, three were made,
Of the Gate-Stone of the Wyrd:
Obsidian the gods forbade
And stone they greatly feared. In grief, he hid one in the crown
Of her he loved so well,
To keep with her where she lay down
Inside the starry cell. The second one was hidden
In a mountain made of fire,
Where all men were forbidden
Despite their great desires. Where the third lies
Will never be told
By voice or tongue
Or sum of gold.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“When Sam had died, she had tucked him into her heart, tucked him alongside her other beloved dead, whose names she kept so secret she sometimes forgot them. But Nehemia—Nehemia wouldn't fit. It was as if her heart was too full of the dead, too full of those lives that had ended well before their time.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“She wasn't fine, not even close.
But she wasn't dead.
And that was a start.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Empire of Storms