The Priory of the Orange Tree (The Roots of Chaos, #1)

by Samantha Shannon

Ghosts were the voices the dead left behind. Echoes of a soul taken too soon.

What is below must be balanced by what is above, and in this is the precision of the universe. Fire ascends from the earth, light descends from the sky. Too much of one doth inflame the other, and in this is the extinction of the universe.

“He seemed courteous and gallant, madam. If he is a mouse,” she said lightly, “then we may rest assured that he is a prince among mice.”

“The one who wears the chains is a thousand times greater than the one who wields them,”

“Piety can turn the power-hungry into monsters,” Ead said. “They can twist any teaching to justify their actions.”