1,011 Quotes by Holly Black

Her screams spiraled up into the night air

Christmas is supposed to be this time when everyone is nice to one another and forgives one another and all that, but the true meaning of Christmas is presents. And in the real world, Santa’s not fair. Rich kids get everything and poor kids get secondhand crap their parents bust their asses to afford. It costs money just to sit on Santa’s lap.

The only way to end grief was to go through it.

You can't go around making plans that have you getting killed as a by-product. Eventually one of them is going to work.

I miss him, and the pain of it is a yawning chasm, one into which I yearn to let myself fall.

Ben was taking her through the storm of grief. He was singing her through the rage and despair. He was singing her through the terrible loneliness, because there was no way to shut off grief, no way to cast it aside or fight against it. The only way to end grief was to go through it.As she realized that, his song began to change. It grew softer, sweeter, like the morning after a long cry, when your head still hurt but your heart was no longer broken.

If wishes were horses, my mortal father used to say, beggars would ride.

There was a young lady of NigerWho smiled as she rode on a tiger;They returned from a rideWith the Lady insideAnd the smile on the face of the tiger.

You don’t think monster girls and wicked boys deserve love?