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  • #1
    Sarah J. Maas
    “You cannot pick and choose what parts of her to love.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

  • #2
    Sarah J. Maas
    “And then I am going to rattle the stars.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

  • #3
    Sarah J. Maas
    “I claim you, Rowan Whitethorn. I don't care what you say and how much you protest. I claim you as my friend.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

  • #4
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Their hands clasped between them, he whispered into her ear, "I claim you, too, Aelin Galathynius.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

  • #5
    Sarah J. Maas
    “She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius—­and she would not be afraid.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

  • #6
    Sarah J. Maas
    “I claim you, Aelin. To whatever end.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

  • #7
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Chaol kept his sword drawn. “I will not go to Anielle,” he growled. “And I will not serve you a moment longer. There is one true king in this room—­there always has been. And he is not sitting on that throne.”
    Dorian stiffened.
    But Chaol went on. “There is a queen in the north, and she has already beaten you once. She will beat you again. And again. Because what she represents, and what your son represents, is what you fear most: hope. You cannot steal it, no matter how many you rip from their homes and enslave. And you cannot break it, no matter how many you murder.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

  • #8
    Sarah J. Maas
    “That was when they noticed that every musician on the stage was wearing mourning black. That was when they shut up. And when the conductor raised his arms, it was not a symphony that filled the cavernous space.

    It was the Song of Eyllwe.

    Then Song of Fenharrow. And Melisande. And Terrasen. Each nation that had people in those labour camps.

    And finally, not for pomp or triumph, but to mourn what they had become, they played the Song of Adarlan.

    When the final note finished, the conductor turned to the crowd, the musicians standing with him. As one, they looked to the boxes, to all those jewels bought with the blood of a continent. And without a word, without a bow or another gesture, they walked off the stage.

    The next morning, by royal decree, the theatre was shut down.

    No one saw those musicians or their conductor again.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

  • #9
    Madeline Miller
    “I have done it," she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R O C L U S.
    "Go," she says. "He waits for you."

    In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #10
    Madeline Miller
    “He is half of my soul, as the poets say.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #11
    Madeline Miller
    “There are no bargains between lion and men. I will kill you and eat you raw.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #12
    Madeline Miller
    “I am made of memories.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #13
    Madeline Miller
    “I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me.
    If I had had words to speak such a thing, I would have. But there were none that seemed big enough for it, to hold that swelling truth.
    As if he had heard me, he reached for my hand. I did not need to look; his fingers were etched into my memory, slender and petal-veined, strong and quick and never wrong.
    “Patroclus,” he said. He was always better with words than I.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #14
    Madeline Miller
    “In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #15
    Madeline Miller
    “Name one hero who was happy."
    I considered. Heracles went mad and killed his family; Theseus lost his bride and father; Jason's children and new wife were murdered by his old; Bellerophon killed the Chimera but was crippled by the fall from Pegasus' back.
    "You can't." He was sitting up now, leaning forward.
    "I can't."
    "I know. They never let you be famous AND happy." He lifted an eyebrow. "I'll tell you a secret."
    "Tell me." I loved it when he was like this.
    "I'm going to be the first." He took my palm and held it to his. "Swear it."
    "Why me?"
    "Because you're the reason. Swear it."
    "I swear it," I said, lost in the high color of his cheeks, the flame in his eyes.
    "I swear it," he echoed.
    We sat like that a moment, hands touching. He grinned.
    "I feel like I could eat the world raw.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #16
    Madeline Miller
    “He is a weapon, a killer. Do not forget it. You can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #17
    Madeline Miller
    “Achilles was looking at me. “Your hair never quite lies flat, here.” He touched my head, just behind my ear. “I don’t think I’ve ever told you how I like it.”

    My scalp prickled where his fingers had been. “You haven’t,” I said.

    “I should have.” His hand drifted down to the vee at the base of my throat, drew softly across the pulse. “What about this? Have I told you what I think of this, just here?”

    “No,” I said.

    “This surely then.” His hand moved across the muscles of my chest; my skin warmed beneath it. “Have I told you of this?”

    “That you have told me.” My breath caught a little as I spoke.

    “And what of this?” His hand lingered over my hips, drew down the line of my thigh. “Have I spoken of it?”

    “You have.”

    “And this? Surely I would not have forgotten this.” His cat’s smile. “Tell me I did not.”

    “You did not.”

    “There is this too.” His hand was ceaseless now. “I know I have told you of this.”

    I closed my eyes. “Tell me again,” I said.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #18
    Madeline Miller
    “That is — your friend?"
    "Philtatos," Achilles replied, sharply. Most beloved.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #19
    Madeline Miller
    “Bring him back to me,' he told them.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #20
    Madeline Miller
    “There was more to say, but for once we did not say it. There would be other times for speaking, tonight and tomorrow and all the days after that. He let go of my hand.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #21
    Madeline Miller
    “You can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #22
    Madeline Miller
    “We are all there, goddess and mortal and the boy who was both.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #23
    Madeline Miller
    “When I am dead, I charge you to mingle our ashes and bury us together.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles



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