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When men and women punish each other for truth telling we reinforce the notion that lies are better. To be loving we willingly hear each other's truth and, most important, we affirm the value of truth telling. Lies may make people feel better, but they do not help them to know love.

“Memories are a lot tougher than you might think. Just like the hearts that hold them”

"Nothing comes back now when I see a photograph. No memories, no response.
They're nothing more than pieces of paper. A new hole has opened in my heart, and there's no way to fill it up again.”

"But what's to become of the rose garden?"

"That's nothing for you to worry yourself over. Maybe some other flower will bloom there, or they'll plant fruit trees, or turn it into a graveyard. No one knows and no one needs to know.
Time is a great healer. It just flows on all of its own accord."

The room had changed completely. The traces of my father's presence, which I had done my best to preserve, had vanished, replaced by an emptiness that would not be filled. I stood in the middle of that emptiness, feeling myself on the verge of being drawn into its terrible depth.

i think i’m gonna love this book

i’m terrified to find out how this book ends

“a king belongs with his people”
“and the prince belongs with his king”
IM IN PAIN

schwab really said “i think i’m gonna break your hearts now :)!”

no because i want to hurt every person that took advantage of holland!!!!

“do you ever get tired of running, bard?”
“no”
“then you haven’t left enough behind”
🥲🥲🥲

As far as she was concerned, nothing with so little brain should have so much force.
Then again, she could say the same about half the tournament magicians.

PLSSS lila is too funny

and finally the dance of the dragons is done….that was crazy

not them killing the innocent dragons😢😢😢

i’m…..speechless rn

This is why I run.
Because caring was a thing with claws. It sank them in, and didn't let go. Caring hurt more than a knife to the leg, more than a few broken ribs, more than anything that bled or broke and healed again. Caring didn't break you clean. It was a bone that didn't set, a cut that wouldn't close.

🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲

I wondered if this-_finding someone you can laugh with when everything hurts--was the stuff happily ever afters were made of. Not the sugarcoated kisses and hot-air balloon rides and romantic walks under a full moon. My whole body throbbed with whatever plague infected me, but that day Yasmen made me happy. In the midst of a raging flu, she made me laugh.
And I knew.

oh god i’m gonna like this book

this book is getting soooo freaking good

holland 🥺

“are you strong enough to win?”
“i don’t know”
“good, only fools are certain”
i love lila so freaking much!!!!!

i’ve already felt every emotion possible

Not the pain he'd felt a hundred times, the kind he'd learned to exist beyond, outside, the kind he might escape.
This pain was rooted in his very core. It lit him up, sudden and bright, every nerve burning with such searing heat that he screamed and screamed and screamed inside his head, until the darkness finally-mercifully-closed over him, forcing him under and down.
:( why do i feel bad for him?!

this does not seem like a promising read so far 😭😭 i hope i’m proven wrong