Shadow and Bone (The Shadow and Bone Trilogy, #1)

by Leigh Bardugo

The library was two stories high, its walls lined from floor to ceiling with books. A balcony ran around the second story, and its dome was made entirely of glass so that the whole room glowed with morning light. A few reading chairs and small tables were set by the walls. At the room’s center, directly beneath the sparkling glass dome, was a round table ringed by a circular bench.

The problem with wanting is that it makes us weak.

WHAT’S THE BEST ADVICE YOU HAVE EVER RECEIVED ABOUT WRITING? Read poetry. A professor once told me, “I don’t read poetry so I can talk about it at cocktail parties. I read it because it’s the last place heightened language exists.”

how much of ourselves we’re willing to sacrifice for the sake of belonging to someone or something. For me, that’s the question at the heart of Shadow and Bone.