Leah Lefebvre

“Now it was back, and it felt, as it ever had, like calligraphy, if calligraphy were written in honey.”
― Laini Taylor, Muse of Nightmares

“She wished, rather, to spend whatever time she had left, if not living, then at least doing and being and feeling. Never before had time seemed so like currency, each moment a coin that could be well- or ill-spent, or even, if one wasn’t careful, wasted and lost.”
― Laini Taylor, Muse of Nightmares

“I suppose we never know the scale of our life’s stories. Which parts will survive, and which will die with us,”
― V.E. Schwab, A Conjuring of Light

“Amezrou (AH·may·zroo) noun When something deeply precious, long lost and despaired of, is found and restored, against all expectation”
― Laini Taylor, Muse of Nightmares