An Academy for Liars Quotes

“she’d made the grave error of mistaking the want of closeness for closeness itself.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“people who mistook greatness for its shadow. As long as they were in the presence of brilliance, they too were brilliant by proxy.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“There will always be someone who will use the power they have to hurt those who don’t deserve it. That’s why it’s important that people like you become competent enough to stand between them and those they’d otherwise harm. To let your scruples get in the way of that vital work is cowardice.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“you give people two options. They can either respect you or fear you. But don’t let anyone make you question yourself.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“intervention was exactly what she wanted. A sign, a symbol, the grasping hand of some meddling but benevolent god who would reach down through a break in the clouds and shake her senseless, until she was forced to believe—really and truly—that her life had meaning and that she was destined for something more than mediocrity.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“It’s easier to lie when you don’t know the truth. Benedict used to tell me that. He called it strategic ignorance, said it was one of the greatest skills to have in your arsenal.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“The offhanded inquiries about the details of her DNA makeup, her nationality, her place of birth, the texture of her hair, and if it was really hers. Then there were the acquaintances at Wyatt’s dinner parties who inquired about the color of her eyes and how she’d come by them and what or who she’d been crossed with. Then came the questions about her parentage, and her parents’ parentage, because those same acquaintances now wondered if the parents of her parents had eyes the same muddy hazel as hers. It was a gentle othering, or perhaps more aptly, a distancing, that made Lennon feel it was impossible to connect with others in the close and complicated ways she wanted to. She’d since stopped trying.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“Well, aren’t you dangerous”—and men had been saying that to her ever since.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“wants, desperately, to destroy us. A part of us that longs for our own annihilation. It tells you to jump when you stand beside a tall drop-off. It makes you want to put a knife through your own hand when you’re chopping vegetables for dinner. It is hungry and it is corrosive, and it will come for your soul and your sanity. Which is why all of us must work actively against it, or else it will succeed.” The”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“Do you still have your name?”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“Drayton isn't static. It's alive. Moving through space and time.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“Lennon was no hero. And she wasn't even sure she had the spine to call herself a villain.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“Lennon was no her. And she wasn't even sure she had the spine to call herself a villain.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“At least you won't have to deal with any of this," said Sawyer bitterly. "All of us sycophants climbing desperately over the corpses of our lessers on the ascent to the top.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“. . .she’d made the grave error of mistaking the want of closeness for closeness itself.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“that she’d made the grave error of mistaking the want of closeness for closeness itself. But one was not a sufficient substitute for the other.”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“Across the table Ian rolled his eyes.
"So let me get this straight, you find out magic is real from a possessed priest, and you still believe in God?”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars

“Across the table Ian rolled his eyes.
"So let me get this straight, you find out magic is real from a possessed priest, and you still believe in God?”
― Alexis Henderson, An Academy for Liars