A Court of Sugar and Spice Quotes

“I make it a habit to always pay attention when a woman speaks to me. It’s the ones who are out of their minds who have the most fascinating and insightful things to say.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“You, my dearest darling, are someone I’ve only dreamed of meeting. I’m very afraid I won’t be able to let you go back to your world. I think I shall have to keep you here, with me.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“So you’re not on the Rat King’s side then?” “Fuck no. He has no sense of style, for one thing. And for another… No, that’s it. That’s my only reason.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“Men are going to look at you that way whether you like it or not. You can fret and stew about it, or you can turn it into power.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“Really?” His eyebrows rise. “But I’m so pretty.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“I love my sister. But I also know her faults as thoroughly as I know my own. When she’s feeling despondent or rejected, nothing cheers her up faster than discouraging someone else. I’m not sure if she does it purposefully or unconsciously, but it holds true every time. Once she passes on some mildly upsetting bit of news or a depressing piece of information, her spirits immediately rise, as if she has handed some of her sadness over to them.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“You hate me. We fight constantly. How is that a wise foundation for a relationship?” “We communicate. We find our differences and discuss them.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“You can’t take the actions of one and infer the wickedness or unworthiness of all!”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“Listen”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“For us, the seasons are warm and cold, rejoicing and rest. Two sides of a coin—one for growth, the other for quiet reflection.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“And we are not afraid. Because a love so imperfectly flawless is all the magic we need to dispel fear.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“My heart chose you the moment your blood touched me, the moment I sprang to life in your hands. I fought against it—stars, I fought so hard. My head kept telling me you were a foolish choice, ill-suited for life at my side, as Queen. But you have proven me wrong, so many times. I am the ill-suited one. You—you are incredible. You are my Chosen.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“In the closet of my bedroom, I used to imagine being chased by hideous or handsome monsters—being thrown down and stripped and taken roughly. Finias is the only being I’ve shared those fantasies with—and he didn’t make me feel ashamed for having them. He agreed to play them out with me.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“But he is Fae. A warrior, a tracker, a wielder of powerful magic. There is no escaping him.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“No, I don’t think I will. I think I’ll do whatever I like with you. Skin you with my kisses, lacerate you with my tongue, cleave you with my teeth.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“Nowadays, people call me Sugarplum because I have the same delightful quality as these fruits. I’m deliciously flavored, and I taste different every time.” “You—you mean your personality?” “No.” His lashes lower, hooding his eyes. “I’m not talking about my personality. I’m talking about my cum.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“My name is Finias.” He nibbles the curve of my ear with his sharp teeth.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“Nowadays, people call me Sugarplum because I have the same delightful quality as these fruits. I’m deliciously flavored, and I taste different every time.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice

“Give up, mortal.” The rat soldier’s voice skitters through rows of sharp black teeth. “Yield to me, and I promise to fuck you before I kill you.” “How is that a bargain?” I gasp. “I’ve slept with all sorts of people—I’m not picky—but I draw the line at a foul rat-bastard.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Sugar and Spice