Victoria Schwab Quotes
Top 100 wise famous quotes and sayings by Victoria Schwab
Victoria Schwab Famous Quotes & Sayings
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Funny how when we start to tell a secret, we can't stop. Something falls open in us, and the sheer momentum of letting go pushes us on.
The world isn't that black-and-white, is it? It doesn't all boil down to with or against. Some of us just want to stay alive.
I can see why my daughter likes you."
"Do you think she's falling for my dashing good looks, my charm, or the fact that I supply her with pastries?
"Do you think she's falling for my dashing good looks, my charm, or the fact that I supply her with pastries?
I mean, most people want to escape. Get out of their heads. Out of their lives. Stories are the easiest way to do that.
Isn't it strange? It's like after they die, you're only allowed to remember the good. But no one's all good.
Fear is strange thing. It has the power to make people close their eyes, turn away. Nothibg good grows out of fear.
Magic is tangled, so you must be smooth.
Magic is wild, so you must be tame.
Magic is chaos, so you must be calm.
Are you calm, Kell?
Magic is wild, so you must be tame.
Magic is chaos, so you must be calm.
Are you calm, Kell?
Kate collapsed onto a bench seat. "You were right" she said. "worst plan ever".
"Told you". Said Agust, sinking onto his knees.
"Told you". Said Agust, sinking onto his knees.
The morning is a stealthy hunter, my father used to say. It sneaks up quiet and quick on the night and overtakes it.
I watch him fight back a smile and lose. What comes through isn't smug, or even crooked. It's proud. And I can't help it. I smile a little too.
Let them think you a demon or a god," she said. "Let them fear you. It does not
matter."
"It matters a great deal to me," he snapped.
matter."
"It matters a great deal to me," he snapped.
You really are like him, your father."
"I can't tell whether you think that's good or bad."
"What does it matter? It's simply true.
"I can't tell whether you think that's good or bad."
"What does it matter? It's simply true.
Anger flared through him, but anger was unproductive so he twisted it into pragmatism while he searched for a flaw.
He flashed up in her vision like a flare, auburn hair and that constant furrow between his eyes: one blue, one black. Antari. Magic boy. Prince.
Like I said, Kenzie. Everything ends. I'm not afraid to die," you say with a wan smile. "I just hope I'm smart enough to stay dead.
It was a cruel trick of the universe, thought August, that he only felt human after doing something monstrous.
What a mess. Truths are messy and lies are messy, and I don't care what Da said, it's impossible to cut a person into pielike pieces, neat and tidy.
If Verity's sins were knives, quick and vicious, then Prosperity's were poison. Slow, insidious, but just as deadly.
Knowledge is power," she finishes, and I open my eyes to find her rounding the chair, "but ignorance can be a blessing.
The witching hour, people used to call it, that dark time when restless spirits reached for freedom.
I am a man, not a movement," he said. "But if a movement is what it takes to end this war, then I will play my part.
I suppose it doesn't matter how they get out. All that matters is they do. And when they do, they must be found. They must go back.
It becomes a game, whispered and breathless.
"I hide who I am."
"I fight with the dead."
"I lie to the living."
"I am alone.
"I hide who I am."
"I fight with the dead."
"I lie to the living."
"I am alone.
Not much of a morning person?"
"Such a useless time of day," she said, dragging herself upright and taking the cup. "Can't sleep. Can't steal.
"Such a useless time of day," she said, dragging herself upright and taking the cup. "Can't sleep. Can't steal.
Home. The word still tastes like sandpaper in my mouth. But it makes Mom smile - a tired, true smile - so it's worth it.
Fear is a strange thing," he used to say. "It has the power to make people close their eyes, turn away. Nothing good grows out of fear.
What do schools do that for?" he grumbles. "What's the point of summer if they give you homework?"
"Exactly!
"Exactly!
This whole thing," I say, slumping against the doorway, "it's a lot of change. I just needed some space.
Bad magic, Kell had called it.
No, thought Lila now. Clever magic.
And clever was more dangerous than bad any day of the week.
No, thought Lila now. Clever magic.
And clever was more dangerous than bad any day of the week.
Even if surviving wasn't simple, or easy, or fair.
Even if he could never be human.
He wanted the chance to matter.
He wanted to live.
Even if he could never be human.
He wanted the chance to matter.
He wanted to live.
Don't tell me you're afraid of heights," she said, shimmying along the edge.
"Not heights," he murmured. "Just falling.
"Not heights," he murmured. "Just falling.
Serena was very good at telling tales. She had always been convincing (that was the word her sister liked to use for lying).
Ignorance may be bliss, but only if it outweighs curiosity. Curiosity is a gateway drug to sympathy.
Maybe one day the words will pour out like so many others, easy and smooth and on their own. Right now they take pieces of me with them.