Laini Taylor Quotes
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Laini Taylor Famous Quotes & Sayings
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Do you know what they're called? They're the Shadows That Live, Zuze. They're assassins."
"Like me," said Zuzanna cheerfully.
"Like me," said Zuzanna cheerfully.
How could you tell if your instincts were just hope in disguise, and if your hope was really desperation parading as possibility?
Again his memory failed to conjure her face. It was like trying to call up a melody while another song played.
We only get to be one person; we don't even get to choose that person. By the time we get ahold of ourselves, we are pieces already in play.
It was cruel. Like opening a birdcage to let the bird fly out, whilst all the while it's tethered by the leg, and freedom is only an illusion.
Never repent of your own goodness, child. To stay true in the face of evil is a feat of strength -Brimstone
What a lovely display of personhood. He's like a good book cover that grabs your gaze. Read me. I'm fun but smart. You won't be able to put me down.
I want very much to carpe you," it says. "I may try to surprise you, though, if that's okay. Also, I can't feel my face and hands.
The sooner you learn to finish things, and as a matter of course finish your creative endeavors, the better. It took me a long time to learn that.
What does "true" even mean when it comes to a face? Only souls are true, and when you spill them to the air they melt away ...
Well," Loraz said, her voice as dry as the rest of her was not. "At least you still have clothes on.
I have not yet elected to bestow the grace of my saliva upon another human being. I have never ... kissed anyone.
A thousand things might have stopped me from being here right now, but instead, a thousand things brought me here.
Well, Mik doesn't sigh or lean, and his eyes are fully open like something awesome might happen at any time
What was he? Storyteller and secretary and doer of odd jobs, neither Tizerkane nor delegate, just someone along for the dream.
The tattered lace of darkness still hung over the city, as if night were a grim bride trudging to the horizon, trailing her shadowy train.
She tried to pray, but she had only ever prayed at night, and it seemed to her that the moons made poor protectors when angels chose to hunt by day.
She had inherited a story that was strewn with corpses and clotted with enmity, and was only trying to stay alive in it.
It was unreal how two souls could look out through the same set of eyes in such drastically different fashion, seeming to reshape them entirely.
To a new generation of butterflies, hopefully less stupid than last.
Maybe they were burgeoning even now in fat little cocoons. Or maybe not.
Maybe they were burgeoning even now in fat little cocoons. Or maybe not.
Tomorrow they will start the apocalypse.
Tonight, they let themselves look at each other, just for a little while.
Tonight, they let themselves look at each other, just for a little while.
With his fort of books the hobgoblin had come to a smooching scene and shouted for them to pipe down.
She looked at him, beautiful Kazimir whose smile used to work on her like a summons, compelling her to his side.
Now more than ever she struck him like a fairy in a tale - a haunted one with shadowed eyes and a sting like a scorpion.
I want.. she said, knowing what she wanted, feeling pulled toward it, arching toward it, but hardly knowing how to say it.
Nd when he let her go, it was as if she had been filled and didn't realize it until he pulled away and the absence rushed back in.
Tommorrow they will start the apocalypse.
Tonight, they will let themselves look at each other, for just a little while.
Tonight, they will let themselves look at each other, for just a little while.
He said, You don't have to be afraid, Karou. How could it be awful? It's *you.* You can only be beautiful.
The lovers ... dreamed of a world that was like a jewel box without a jewel - a paradise waiting for them ... to fill it with their happiness
Her courage was a guise. She wondered if courage always was, or if there were those who truly felt no fear.
Madrigal sniffed herself. "I'm almost sure I don't smell." "Maybe not, but between shining cleanliness and not smelling, there is a vast gray area.
She'd thought that she would do anything for them, but it had never occurred to her that "anything" might mean letting them go.
Her body may have been wrought with diamonds, but her soul within will be a soft mollusk thing, wet and shrinking ... and easily pushed aside.
Over the years she'd found that that was all it took, that lazy smile, and she could tell the truth without risk of being believed.
Once upon a time, there had been gods. Now there were only children going about in their dead parents' undergarments.
He actually listened, rather than pretending to listen while waiting a suitable interval before it was his time to talk again ...
Akiva had envisioned this meeting many different ways, and in none of them has his father been naked.
Once upon a time,an angel and a devil pressed their hands to their hearts
and started the apocalypse.
and started the apocalypse.
So what,' said Zuzana. 'They had to be pretty stupid butterflies to fall for him anyway. You'll grow new ones with more sense. New wise butterflies.
Once upon a time, the sky knew the weight of angel armies on the move, and the wind blew infernal with the fire of their wings.
She wanted to climb out of her life as if it were a seashell she could abandon on the shore and walk away from, barefoot.