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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 3875437 | Now, I'd replied, I don't know what I want. I can't paint anymore. Why? Because that part of me is empty. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 8803a82 | I ignored the offer. Agreeing to do anything with him felt too permanent, too accepting of the bargain between us. "What do you want with me? You said you'd tell me here. So tell me." Rhys leaned back in his chair, folding powerful arms that even the fine clothes couldn't hide. "For this week? I want you to learn how to read." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 0adf70b | At least you've already learned one lesson." When she cocked her head, he said, "The people you love are just weapons that will be used against you." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 21232a8 | I would be quiet and enduring and as faceted as the night. That I would have beauty, for those who knew where to look, and if people didn't bother to look, but to only fear it ... Then I didn't particularly care for them, anyway. I wonder if, even in my despair and hopelessness, I was never truly alone. I wonder if I was looking for this place--looking for you all. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| e8d7e55 | There was so much blood. It had spread to where Lorcan was kneeling, gleaming bright as it soaked into the sand. It covered her shirt, discarded and forgotten beside him. It even speckled the scabbards of her swords and knives, littered around him like bones. What Maeve had done ... What Aelin had done ... There was a hole in his chest. And there was so much blood. Wings | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| f745489 | I promise they are not dull, for I am not one inclined to sit through pages of nonsense and bloated speech, though perhaps you enjoy works and authors who think very highly of themselves. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 1e7f55c | Lorcan rose to his feet, swaying again. But Elide was there. And there was nothing of the young woman he'd come to know in her pale, taut face. Nothing of her in the raw voice as Elide said to Lorcan, "I hope you spend the rest of your miserable, immortal life suffering. I hope you spend it alone. I hope you live with regret and guilt in your heart and never find a way to endure it." Then" | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 776fcba | Abraxos lowered himself to the ground, stretching out his neck until his head rested on the hay not ten feet from Elide. Those giant black eyes stared up at her, almost doglike. | elide-lochan | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 733f0f7 | She reached into the pocket of her riding leathers and extended the Amulet of Orynth and a sliver of black stone to Dorian. He balked. "Elena said Mala's bloodline can stop this. It runs in both your houses." The golden eyes were weary--heavy. He realized what Manon was asking. Aelin had never planned to see Terrasen again. She had married Rowan knowing she would have months at best, days at the worst, with him. But she would give Terrasen .. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 2a8d3f2 | hope, even when the world tells you to despair. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 47d3ee6 | There was a faint ringing in her ears that turned into a roar. And beneath it, a sudden wave of numbness, a too-familiar lack of sight or sound or feeling. She didn't know why it happened, because she had been so dead set on hating him, but . . . it would have been nice, she supposed. It would have been nice to have one person who knew the absolute truth about her--and didn't hate her for it. It would have been really, really nice. She walk.. | depression pg276 rowan-whitethorn | Sarah J. Maas | |
| b7c940f | I was told to keep my mouth shut," Manon said. Her grandmother's eyes flashed. "Unless you'd prefer I get on my knees and grovel." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 68f42fe | Only once, at the city that had forged and broken and sheltered his queen. Her | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 02d8eef | The rest of the world quieted into nothing. In that moment, after ten long years, Celaena looked at Chaol and realized she was home. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 4a01a7f | Aelin grinned right back at him, flicking her wrists and sending the blades shooting out of her suit. "Hello, gorgeous." Then she was upon them, slicing and twirling and ducking." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 31ee8c4 | What we think to be our greatest weakness can sometimes be our biggest strength. The most unlikely person can alter the course of history. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| da73aef | They'll be at it for a while," Mor said, leaning against the threshold of the house. She held open the door. "Welcome to the family, Feyre." And I thought those might have been the most beautiful words I'd ever heard." | family feyre mor morrigan sarah-j-maas | Sarah J. Maas | |
| ff429fa | Endovier?" It was a fool's plea. Slowly, so slowly, Rowan shook his head. "Once he got word of the uprising in Eyllwe, the King of Adarlan sent two other legions north. None were spared in Endovier." She did not see Rowan's face when he gripped her arms as if he could keep her from falling into the abyss. No, all she could see were the slaves she'd left behind, the ashy mountains and those mass graves they dug every day, the faces of her pe.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| d747c3d | The darkness belongs to you. To shape as you will. To give it power or render it harmless. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 4543740 | I'm not sure if I want it to go back to the way it was before," she admitted. "And I think... I think that's what scares me the most." | sarah-j-maas sj-maas the-assasin-s-blade the-assassin-and-the-desert | Sarah J. Maas | |
| bb6eb05 | At least this court won't be boring. - Rowan | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 0b3ee4f | I bet you'll be spitting on Death's face when she comes to claim you, too. | rhysand | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 50f1570 | Give a shout down the bond if you get anything accomplished before breakfast." I frowned at the eye in my palm. "What--literally shout at the tattoo?" "You could try rubbing it on certain body parts and I might come faster." He vanished into nothing before I could hurl the candle at him." | feure rhysand sarah-j-maas | Sarah J. Maas | |
| aa5756c | She passed through a world where a great city had been built along the curve of a river, the buildings impossibly tall and glimmering with lights. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| f1cd5e7 | For long minutes, we stood there. Until I said, "Let's go find somewhere to eat - outside." "Hmmm." He showed no sign of letting go. I looked up at last. Found his eyes shining with that familiar, wicked light. "I think I'm hungry for something else," he purred. My toes curled in my boots, but I lifted my brows and said cooly, "Oh?" Rhys nipped at my earlobe, then whispered in my ear as he winnowed us up to our bedroom, where two plates.. | romance | Sarah J. Maas | |
| f0bb944 | And though his face was calm, his shoulders thrown back, I said, I see all of you, Rhys. And there is not one part that I do not love with everything that I am. His hand squeezed mine in answer before he laid my fingers on his arm, raising it enough that we must have painted a rather courtly portrait as we entered the chamber. You bow to no one, was all he replied. | feyre love rhysand young-adult | Sarah J. Maas | |
| f07c60d | So dashing," one of the girls murmured behind him. Wait until you see my dismount, he almost said." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 57bc3b0 | Aelin had known, though. That he was her mate. And she had not pushed it, or demanded he face it, because she loved him, and he knew she'd rather carve out her own heart than cause him pain or distress. His Fireheart. His equal, his friend, his lover. His wife. His mate. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 3b2bc43 | Nehemia stared at him for a long moment before nodding. "You have power in you, Prince. More power than you realize." She touched his chest, tracing a symbol there, too, and some of the court ladies gasped. But Nehemia's eyes were locked on his "It sleeps," she whispered, tapping his heart. "In here. When the time comes, when it awakens, do not be afraid." She removed her hand and game him a sad smile. "When it is time, I will help you." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 8e58e75 | If you learn to endure pain, you can survive anything. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| e553a07 | What is that?" Manon asked, sniffing subtly. Kaltain just squeezed Elide's fingers. "You find Celaena Sardothien. Give her this. No one else. No one else. Tell her that you can open any door, if you have the key. And tell her to remember her promise to me--to punish them all. When she asks why, tell her I said that they would not let me bring the cloak she gave me, but I kept a piece of it. To remember that promise she made. To remember to .. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 6024527 | And from far away, Aelin heard another woman's voice. Make sure that they're punished someday. Every last one of them. They will be, she'd sworn to Kaltain. They had lied. Had betrayed Elena and Erilea, as they had believed themselves betrayed. Their green sun-drenched world rippled away ahead. Groaning, Aelin climbed to her feet. She was no lamb to slaughter. No sacrifice on an altar of the greater good. And she was not done yet. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 3a30da9 | Celaena's scream was still echoing through the passageway as Chaol leapt off the stairs and hurtled through the misty portal after Fleetfoot. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| edb1b23 | He leaned down, nuzzling my throat. "Don't you want to comfort your mate, who has missed you terribly these weeks?" | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| e3a3f77 | The Stag, the Lord of the North. So the people of Terrasen will always know how to find their way home. So they can look up at the sky, no matter where they are and know Terrasen is forever with them. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| ce6509b | She was a ghost. A wraith. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| bc0e37a | This time, someone would come looking. Hopefully, they'd want to play. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| c5eb631 | You do not have the right to wish she were not what she is. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| ee0f249 | What was it like?" Manon asked quietly. "To love." For love was what it had been--what Asterin perhaps alone of all the Ironteeth witches had felt, had learned. "It was like dying a little every day. It was like being alive, too. It was joy so complete it was pain. It destroyed me and unmade me and forged me. I hated it, because I knew I couldn't escape it, and knew it would forever change me. And that witchling ... I loved her, too. I love.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 5f99414 | Aedion snorted. "Hurry up with the eggs. I'm going to die of starvation." "Make the bacon, or you don't get any." Aedion could hardly move fast enough." | aelin-galathynius pg261 | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 5b9e100 | For wherever you need to go - and then some. The world needs more healers | healer innish yrene-towers | Sarah J. Maas | |
| a79f3b9 | Rhys was quiet for a moment. :"Do you want me to come with you?" "To paint?" "I'd be an excellent nude model." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| ddc7222 | Rhys lifted a brow at me. "I expected better from an artist." I stuck out my tongue at him. A heartbeat later, he said in my mind, "Save that tongue for later. I have ideas for it." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 5f951de | She faced Chaol. The wind ripped a few strands of hair from her braid, and she tucked them behind her ears. "No matter what happens," she said quietly, "I want to thank you." Chaol tilted his head to the side. "For what?" Her eyes stung, but she blamed it on the fierce wind and blinked away the dampness. "For making my freedom mean something." He didn't say anything; he just took the fingers of her right hand and held them in his, his th.. | Sarah J. Maas |