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  • #1
    Leigh Bardugo
    “No Mourners.
    No Funerals.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

  • #2
    Leigh Bardugo
    “He needed to tell her...what? That she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved. That he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn't pull himself together into some semblance of a man for her. That without meaning to, he'd begun to lean on her, to look for her, to need her near. He needed to thank her for his new hat.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

  • #3
    Leigh Bardugo
    “We are all someone's monster.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

  • #4
    Leigh Bardugo
    “The water hears and understands. The ice does not forgive.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

  • #5
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Many boys will bring you flowers. But someday you'll meet a boy who will learn your favorite flower, your favorite song, your favorite sweet. And even if he is too poor to give you any of them, it won't matter because he will have taken the time to know you as no one else does. Only that boy earns your heart.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

  • #6
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Saints, Kaz, you actually look happy."
    "Don't be ridiculous," he snapped. But there was no mistaking it. Kaz Brekker was grinning like an idiot.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

  • #7
    Leigh Bardugo
    “The easiest way to steal a man’s wallet is to tell him you’re going to steal his watch. You take his attention and direct it where you want it to go.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

  • #8
    Stephen  King
    “We make up horrors to help us cope with the real ones.”
    Stephen King

  • #9
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Crows remember human faces. They remember the people who feed them, who are kind to them. And the people who wrong them too. They don’t forget. They tell each other who to look after and who to watch out for.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #10
    Leigh Bardugo
    “She smiled then, her eyes red, her cheeks scattered with some kind of dust. It was a smile he thought he might die to earn again.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #11
    Leigh Bardugo
    “No mourners, no funerals. Another way of saying good luck. But it was something more. A dark wink to the fact that there would be no expensive burials for people like them, no marble markers to remember their names, no wreaths of myrtle and rose.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #13
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Meeting you was a disaster.”
    She raised a brow. “Thank you.”
    Djel, he was terrible at this. He stumbled on, trying to make her understand. “But I am grateful for that disaster. I needed a catastrophe to shake me from the life I knew. You were an earthquake, a landslide.”
    “I,” she said, planting a hand on her hip, “am a delicate flower.”
    “You aren’t a flower, you’re every blossom in the wood blooming at once. You are a tidal wave. You’re a stampede. You are overwhelming.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #14
    Leigh Bardugo
    “We meet fear. We greet the unexpected visitor and listen to what he has to tell us. When fear arrives, something is about to happen.
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #16
    Leigh Bardugo
    “You don’t look like a monster.”
    “I’ll tell you a secret, Hanna. The really bad monsters never look like monsters.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #17
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Her heart was a river that carried her to the sea.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #18
    Leigh Bardugo
    “I have been made to protect you. Even in death, I will find a way.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #19
    Leigh Bardugo
    “He'd told her they would fight their way out. Knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that's what we do. She would fight for him, but she could not heal him. She would not waste her life trying.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #21
    Shea Ernshaw
    “We wait for death. We hold our breath. We know it's coming, and still we flinch when it claws at our throats and pulls us under.”
    Shea Ernshaw, The Wicked Deep

  • #22
    Shea Ernshaw
    “Love is an enchantress—devious and wild. It sneaks up behind you, soft and gentle and quiet, just before it slits your throat.”
    Shea Ernshaw, The Wicked Deep

  • #23
    Leigh Bardugo
    “There are better things than princes.”
    Leigh Bardugo, The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic

  • #24
    Leigh Bardugo
    “This goes to show you that sometimes the unseen is not to be feared and that those meant to love us most are not always the ones who do.”
    Leigh Bardugo, The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic

  • #25
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Love speaks in flowers. Truth requires thorns.”
    Leigh Bardugo, The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic

  • #26
    Leigh Bardugo
    “They pray that their children will be brave and clever and strong, that they will tell the true stories instead of the easy ones. They pray for sons with red eyes and daughters with horns.”
    Leigh Bardugo, The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic

  • #27
    Leigh Bardugo
    “You know how the stories go. Interesting things only happen to pretty girls; you will be home by sunset.”
    Leigh Bardugo, The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic

  • #28
    Leigh Bardugo
    “This is the problem with making a thing forbidden. It does nothing but build an ache in the heart.”
    Leigh Bardugo, The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic

  • #29
    Leigh Bardugo
    “This goes to show you that sometimes the unseen is not to be feared and that those meant to love us most are not always ones who do.”
    Leigh Bardugo, The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic

  • #30
    Leigh Bardugo
    “We were not made to please princes.”
    Leigh Bardugo, The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic

  • #31
    Leigh Bardugo
    “The trap is loneliness, and none of us escapes it. Not even me.”
    Leigh Bardugo, The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic

  • #32
    Adrienne Young
    “I feel like…” I caught the sob in my chest and swallowed it, suddenly embarrassed. He leaned in closer to me. “Like what?” My eyes ran over his face. The scruff on his jaw. The dark lashes around his blue eyes. “Like I’m a flame about to burn out.” My voice was so thin it sounded like I could reach out and break it with my fingers. “Like I’m going to disappear.”
    Adrienne Young, Sky in the Deep

  • #33
    Adrienne Young
    “I sat down on the cot, curling up on my side and tried to stay quiet as I wept. But the thing writhing inside me was too angry to be calmed. It was too hurt to be hushed. It was a living, breathing thing and it was trying to swallow me whole. And maybe it would. I cried until I couldn’t cry anymore and only the sound of the fire remained.”
    Adrienne Young, Sky in the Deep



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