Clover

“But why? Why can't you let it go?"
He grabbed her shoulders and shook her. "Because I love you!"
Her mouth fell open.
"I love you," he repeated, shaking her again. "I have for years. And he hurt you and made me watch because he's always known how I felt, too. But if I asked you to pick, you'd choose Arobynn, and I. Can't. Take. It."
The only sounds were their breathing, an uneven beat against the rushing of the sewer river.
"You're a damned idiot," she breathed, grabbing the front of his tunic. "You're a moron and an ass and a damned idiot." He looked like she had hit him. But she went on, and grasped both sides of his face, "Because I'd pick you."
And then she kissed him.”
― Sarah J. Maas, The Assassin's Blade

“Fireheart, her mother had called her.
Not for her power. The name had never once been about her power.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Be the bridge, be the light. When iron melts, when flowers spring from fields of blood—let the land be witness, and return home.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Per te aspetterei per sempre, amore mio.”
― Ana Huang, King of Wrath