Karen

“And slowly, wobbling, a droplet of water the size of a marble rose from the surface to her cupped palm.

“No wonder your sense of self-preservation is so pathetic, if that’s all the water you can conjure.” But Rowan flicked her chin, and she knew he understood what it meant, to have summoned even a droplet to her hand. To feel her mother smiling at her from realms away.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

“The mushroom-spirit was suddenly fierce. "He is not to kick over any of my mushrooms."

"That depends," said the Bear pointedly. "If my brave mistress does not give me something better to do than run to and fro in the dark, I will happily kick over all your mushrooms.”
― Katherine Arden, The Winter of the Witch

“She yawned, and Rowan rubbed his eyes, his other hand still in hers. But he didn't let go. And when she awoke before dawn, warm and safe and rested, Rowan was still holding her hand, clasped to his chest.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

“Your enchantments last long after your song fades.”
― Tricia Levenseller, Daughter of the Siren Queen