“She didn't remember a time when she hadn't been angry.
...
She couldn't quell this relentless, churning anger. Couldn't stop herself from lashing out before she could be wounded.
She was no better than a rabid dog. She had been a rabid dog with Amren and Feyre. A beast, exactly like Tamlin. She hadn't even cared that she'd made it down the House stairs at last- did it count, when it was driven by fury?
Did she count- was she worth being counted?
It was the question that sent everything crumpling inside her.”
― A Court of Silver Flames
...
She couldn't quell this relentless, churning anger. Couldn't stop herself from lashing out before she could be wounded.
She was no better than a rabid dog. She had been a rabid dog with Amren and Feyre. A beast, exactly like Tamlin. She hadn't even cared that she'd made it down the House stairs at last- did it count, when it was driven by fury?
Did she count- was she worth being counted?
It was the question that sent everything crumpling inside her.”
― A Court of Silver Flames
“There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations - these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendors. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn. We must play. But our merriment must be of that kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have, from the outset, taken each other seriously - no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption.”
― The Weight of Glory
― The Weight of Glory
“A shared history does not entitle you to a future, my friend.”
― The Wrath and the Dawn
― The Wrath and the Dawn
“Did she count—was she worth being counted? It was the question that sent everything crumpling inside”
― A Court of Silver Flames
― A Court of Silver Flames
“Words, I think, are such unpredictable creatures.
No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves in our bones to become corpses we carry into the future, all the time digging and failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh.”
― Ignite Me
No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves in our bones to become corpses we carry into the future, all the time digging and failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh.”
― Ignite Me
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