War Storm Quotes

“Love can be exploited, I guess, used to manipulate. It's leverage. But I would never call loving someone else a weakness. I think living without love at all, any kind of love, is weakness. And the worst kind of darkness.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“I am different from what my world demands I be. And I am not worse for it.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“Not all crowns are worn where people can see.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“To rise. And rise alone.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“But there's always something left to be broken.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“Ignorance is a burden I do not intend to carry.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“Cal is built from his father’s dreams, and Maven from his mother’s nightmares.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“Never change, Evangeline.“ Her smile flashes, quick as a knife. „Of course not. Why change perfection?”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“Our paths may be horrible, but they're the paths we made for ourselves.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“He loved the crown before he loved me, whether he knows it or not”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“But we all still have the ability to choose, in the end.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“Change can be quick, or it can be slow. But the movement should always be forward”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“When she moves, I realize her hair is different too. The gray ends are gone, replaced by a beautiful, familiar purple. I love it.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“I don't like being your chess piece."
"Everyone is someone else's pawn, Mare. whether we know it or not.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“And somehow everyone calls me a monster.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“„Mare?“ The radio is in my hand before I can even think to ask for it. „I‘m here,“ I say, locking eyes with him across a canyon. „Is it too late?”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“I am well accustomed to darkness by now. What's a few more miles?
Nothing at all.
I've always felt darkness all over me, stubborn as a stain. It follows wherever I go.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“You forged this crown yourself - now wear it. Or don't.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“It's possible the girl he thought he loved is gone. I know what that's like too, to love someone who doesn't really exist.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“I will not be a red queen”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“Strange that she is both the anchor against the storm and the storm itself.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“I ache for my ability the way I ache for Mare, for Thomas, for who I was supposed to be.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“I walked away from his offer. From him. I was torn apart by another betrayal—Cal’s betrayal, but also mine. I love you is a promise we both made, and we both broke. It should mean I choose you above all else. I want you more. I need you always. I cannot live without you. I will do anything to keep our lives from parting.
But he wouldn’t. And I won’t.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“It sets something off in Maven. He jumps out of reach, keeping his distance from all of us. The twitching returns in force, but his eyes blaze, all fire. No fear.
"You think I can't lie through pain," he snarls, his voice thundering through the room. "You think I haven't done it a thousand times?"
...
For a brief, empty moment I see nothing but darkness, and I try not to think of Maven. His words. What his life was and continues to be.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“If there's one thing I should forget, it's him.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“I can't," I bite out, looking anywhere but his face. He responds quickly, with force. "Neither can I." "But I also can't - " Stay away. Keep doing this. Denying ourselves in the face of always-looming death. Tiberias hisses out a breath. "Neither can I.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“If. I hate that word.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“Queens cast shadows too.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“My heart leaps in my chest when her feet slide. Moving sideways. Not closer, not farther. Now it's her turn to prowl. Even though she's only walking, it feels like a dance. I mirror her movements, stepping with her. She's more graceful than I am, a lithe thief born of many years and many twists of fate.
...
The sparks reflect in her eyes. They shudder from brown to purple, giving her an unearthly look, like her gaze might run me through.
Part of me wishes she would.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“Mother had to be careful with him, but in the end, it wasn't she who severed the last thread between us.
It was Mare Barrow.
My brilliant fool of a brother couldn't keep sight on all that was his, and what little was mine.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm