“A slavish concern for the composition of words is the sign of a bankrupt intellect. Be gone, odious wasp! You smell of decayed syllables.”
― The Phantom Tollbooth
― The Phantom Tollbooth
“Celaena opened her arms wide, Goldryn burning bright in one hand. “Behold my power, Maeve. Behold what I grapple with in the deep dark, what prowls under my skin.”
Celaena exhaled a breath and extinguished each and every flame in the city.
The power wasn't in might or skill. It was in the control — the power lay in controlling herself.”
― Heir of Fire
Celaena exhaled a breath and extinguished each and every flame in the city.
The power wasn't in might or skill. It was in the control — the power lay in controlling herself.”
― Heir of Fire
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