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"the mind can build
itself a home, but only
the heart can live in it."

"One day when you wake up,
you will find that you have become a forest.

You have grown roots and found strength in them
that no one thought you had....

You have learned to take all the negativity around you
and turn it into oxygen for easy breathing.

A host of wild creatures live inside you
and you call them stories.

A variety of beautiful birds rest inside your mind
and you call them memories."

"Few tell us that wonder and awe
are decisions we make daily, hourly,
minute by minute in the tiny offices
of the heart—tilting the head to look up
at every tree turned into a chandelier
by light striking ice in just the right way."

“There were enough trees that could hold us in Wales. But as the years went by, Wales turned from a place of forests to a place of fires and ploughs and boats and houses; it became a place for all the things that trees could be except for alive.”

"I'm overfull on secrets and underfed on friends."

"It was easier to tell hero from villain when the stakes were only life and death. Everything in between gets harder."

"Blue! Your boys are out front, looking like they're fixing to bury a body."
Again? Blue thought."

"Stories stretch in all ways. Once upon a time, there was a girl who was very good at playing with time. Step sideways: Once upon a time, there was a daughter of a girl who was very good at playing with time. Now skip back: Once upon a time, there was a king’s daughter who was very good at playing with time."

"Blue was perfectly aware that it was possible to have a friendship that wasn't all-encompassing, that wasn't blinding, deafening, maddening, quickening. It was just that now that she'd had this kind, she didn't want the other."

"I can't believe we're doing this," Gansey said.
Adam replied, "I can."

And that's this series summed up in two lines of dialogue.

“A sword is never a killer; it is a tool in the killer’s hand.”

"It was funny, the Gray Man thought, how humorous she always appeared, how that smile was always just a moment away from her lips. You really didn’t see the sadness or the longing unless you already knew it was there. But that was the trick, wasn’t it? Everyone had their disappointment and their baggage; only, some people carried it in their inside pockets and not on their backs."

"non mortem somni fratrem. Not death, but his brother, sleep."

"If Adam was stupid about his pride, Gansey was stupid about Adam."

MY HEART!!!

"The exterior of this early-morning Ronan didn’t look at all like how he felt on the inside. Anything that didn’t impale itself on the sharp line of this sleeping boy’s cruel mouth would be tangled in the merciless hooks of his tattoo, pulled beneath his skin to drown."

Maggie Stiefvater crafts her characters like no other!

"Every day, thousands of confessions are kept from their would-be confessors, none of these people knowing that their never-admitted secrets all boil down to the same three words: I am afraid."

"Ask a god's business and become a god's business"

"Kissen the godkiller had been the one of the few with no fear of facing gods and death. Her eyes had been like her tattoo. A fuck you."

"Loss is a strange thing. Some people hold it, some attack."

Characters keep returning and everything is chaos and I don't want this book to ever end!!

"My child... you are mortal. Death and failure are inevitable for you. You only get to choose which comes first."

"There's a certain quality in a great leader. The ability to see the gap between what everyone agrees can be done, and what's actually possible, to push you into going beyond yourself. A catalyst, they'd call it, enabling things that would otherwise be unthinkable. Of course, go too far and that quality becomes dangerous, becomes explosive."

It is so exciting to be back in this world!

"give me a trash heap over a grave any day. A grave tells you how people act when they’re on their best behavior in front of Death. Trash heaps tell you how they actually lived."

"There was no reason to handle truth like glass. It wouldn’t break on arrival. The truth was the truth."

"keep your faith in me. When I took this sword from you, I promised you my life, my blood, my heart. I meant it.’
Arren shook his head. ‘But not your honour. That’s what you said to me when you left. Your honour is yours.’"

"It was harder to unmake a god than to begin one. Even a recentborn new god like this, barely a few years old. Harder still to tempt one with a coin or a bead when it had developed a taste for sacrifice."

"My magic moves, he said. My magic bites. My magic soothes. My magic frights. You are young and not so bold. I am unflinching- five hundred years old."

"He marvelled that, for him, she could be crime and punishment both; vice and virtue all at once."

"It was no whispered confession. It was no gentle murmur in the dark. It was the truth, plain and bare, and she wasn't vulnerable for having said it. Instead, she wore her love like a shield, like armour"