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“She smiled then, her eyes red, her cheeks scattered with some kind of dust. It was a smile he thought he might die to earn again.”
― Crooked Kingdom
― Crooked Kingdom
“Crows remember human faces. They remember the people who feed them, who are kind to them. And the people who wrong them too. They don’t forget. They tell each other who to look after and who to watch out for.”
― Crooked Kingdom
― Crooked Kingdom
“Kaz reached into his coat pocket. "Here," he said and handed Jesper a slender book with an elaborate cover.
"Are we going to read to each other?"
"Just flip it open to the back."
Jesper opened the book and peered at the last page, puzzled. "So?"
"Hold it up so we don't have to look at your ugly face."
"My face has character. Besides - oh!"
"An excellent read, isn't it?"
"Who knew I had a taste for literature?”
― Six of Crows
"Are we going to read to each other?"
"Just flip it open to the back."
Jesper opened the book and peered at the last page, puzzled. "So?"
"Hold it up so we don't have to look at your ugly face."
"My face has character. Besides - oh!"
"An excellent read, isn't it?"
"Who knew I had a taste for literature?”
― Six of Crows
“There was no part of him that was not broken, that had not healed wrong, and there was no part of him that was not stronger for having been broken. No one knew who he was. No one knew where he came from. He'd become Kaz Brekker, cripple and confidence man, bastard of the Barrel.
The gloves were his one concession to weakness. Since that night among the bodies and the swim from the Reaper's Barge, he had not been able to bear the feeling of skin against skin. It was excruciating to him, revolting. It was the only piece of his past that he could not forge into something dangerous.”
― Six of Crows
The gloves were his one concession to weakness. Since that night among the bodies and the swim from the Reaper's Barge, he had not been able to bear the feeling of skin against skin. It was excruciating to him, revolting. It was the only piece of his past that he could not forge into something dangerous.”
― Six of Crows
“There are rumors that your Lantsov prince has been sighted.”
I drifted nearer, trying to keep my voice casual. “Where?”
He glanced up, his lips curling in a slight smile. “Do you like him?”
“Does it matter?”
“It’s harder when you like them. You mourn them more.”
“Tell me, Alina,” said the Darkling. “Has he claimed you yet?”
“Claimed me? Like a peninsula?”
“No blushes. No averted eyes. How you’ve changed. What about your faithful tracker? Will he sleep curled at the foot of your throne?”
― Ruin and Rising
I drifted nearer, trying to keep my voice casual. “Where?”
He glanced up, his lips curling in a slight smile. “Do you like him?”
“Does it matter?”
“It’s harder when you like them. You mourn them more.”
“Tell me, Alina,” said the Darkling. “Has he claimed you yet?”
“Claimed me? Like a peninsula?”
“No blushes. No averted eyes. How you’ve changed. What about your faithful tracker? Will he sleep curled at the foot of your throne?”
― Ruin and Rising
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