Quotes by Sarah J. Maas

To velaris, the city of starlight.

My dreams were an undertow that dragged me down, down, down until I couldn't escape them.

I would like to build a garden, she declared. After all of this, I think the world needs more gardens.

It felt like a family- the one I'd never quite had, had never dared really hope for.

She did not want to be a consolation prize. Be pitied or a distraction.

Fear could break a line faster than any enemy charge.

We need hope, or else we cannot endure.

When your people are lying dead around you, don't come crying to me...

Courage of the heart is very rare. Let it guide you.

When you shatter the chains of this world and forge the next, remember that art is as vital as food for a kingdom.

Don’t let the hard days win.

Some things you hear with your ears. Others, you hear with your heart.

I’m thinking it would be very easy to love you. And easier to call you my friend.

And he looked lonely enough that she said, 'If you like, you could be my friend'.

She had awoken this morning and slipped the amethyst ring off her finger. It had felt liked a blessed release, a final shadow lifted from her heart.

Bryce wiggled her nails at the rebel. 'If I'm going to associate with losers like you, I might as well look good doing it.

I don't know how to wake up.Open your eyes.No shit.

That sounds medically dangerous!

Please have sex a little louder. I didn't hear everything that time!

I'd always thought death would be some sort of peaceful homecoming- a sweet, sad lullaby to usher me into whatever waited afterward.

... she shut her heavy eyes. 'Why don't they sign up for training?'He knew who she meant. 'Maybe they're not ready.''I thought they'd sign up.''Is that what you're upset about?' His question was so gentle, so sad.Nesta opened her eyes. 'Some of them have

It's all just...fragments. Shards of a broken mirror, each gleaming with its own individual image.

But somehow... Ruhn seemed to know his fate. He didn't appear inclined to fight it.

Maybe I'd always been broken and dark inside.

He'd known, since the moment he figured out who she was, that while Celaena would always pick him, Aelin would not.

My name is Celaena Sardothien," she whispered, "and I will not be afraid.

I'm not married,” he said softly, “because I can't stomach the idea of marrying a woman inferior to me in mind and spirit. It would mean the death of my soul.

So I’m your huntress and thief?” His hands slid down to cup the backs of my knees as he said with a roguish grin, “You are my salvation, Feyre.

Where is Aelin.Where is my wife?

I love you," I said, and stabbed him.

I threw myself into that fire, threw myself into it, into him, and let myself burn.

He looked at his friend, perhaps for the last time, and said what he had always known, from the moment they’d met, when he’d understood that the prince was his brother in soul. “I love you.

The Court of Dreams.The people who knew that there was a price, and one worth paying, for that dream. The bastard- born warriors, the Illyrian half breed, the monster trapped in a beautiful body, the dreamer born into a court of nightmares...And the huntress with an artist's soul.

I love you,’ he whispered, and kissed my brow. ‘Thorns and all.

And I wondered if love was too weak a word for what he felt, what he’d done for me. For what I felt for him.

Libraries were full of ideas—perhaps the most dangerous and powerful of all weapons.

To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys."Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen— and the dreams that are answered.

To the stars who listen—and the dreams that are answered.

It's been a week,' I said by way of greeting. 'Take me home.'Rhys took a long sip of whatever was in his cup. It didn't look like tea. 'Good morning, Feyre.''Take me home.'He studied my teal and gold clothes, a variation of my daily attire. If I had to ad