Strange the Dreamer (Strange the Dreamer, #1)

by Laini Taylor

He knew that, but the dream chooses the dreamer, not the other way around.

“Bah! Girls are not a hibernal phenomenon. Go now. Pick some flowers and find one to give them to. It’s as simple as that. Look for kind eyes and wide hips, do you hear me? Hips, boy. You haven’t lived until you’ve laid your head on a nice, soft—”

this passage is so funny. honestly just want someone to buy me flowers

Remember: The spirit grows sluggish when you neglect the passions.”

It’s true

And that’s how you go on. You lay laughter over the dark parts. The more dark parts, the more you have to laugh. With defiance, with abandon, with hysteria, any way you can.

This is very wholesome

Sarai was the Muse of Nightmares.

what a title

“Some men are born for great things, and others to help great men do great things.”

He would recognize this later as the moment his center of gravity shifted: from being one of one—a pillar alone, apart—to being half of something that would fall if either side were cut away.

I love the centre of gravity comparison when people fall in love. It has to be done just right but when it is, it really makes a statement