A Court of Mist and Fury (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #2)

by Sarah J. Maas

I was a survivor, and I was strong.

“There are good days and hard days for me—even now. Don’t let the hard days win.”

No one was my master—but I might be master of everything, if I wished. If I dared.

“The issue isn’t whether he loved you, it’s how much. Too much. Love can be a poison.”

“To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys.” He picked up his glass, his gaze so piercing that I wondered why I had bothered blushing at all for Tarquin. Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen—and the dreams that are answered.”