177 Quotes by Jennifer A. Nielsen

I’d always looked down on the world through diamond-studded windows. She’d looked up at the world through salt glass. Despite those differences, we were both looking in from the outside.

Basil whispered, “May I kiss you, Kestra?” He was still here? And he wanted to kiss me?

I’m in love with you, Aurelia. The kind of love where at first I couldn’t get you out of my head, and after that, I never wanted to. The kind of love where I would take a thousand more whippings if it meant I’d have you at the end of it.

When the other side only wants your destruction, what is left to negotiate?

The most difficult time to be hungry is when the pangs first start. When the body realizes it’s missed a meal and signals that it wants food. But after a while, it gives up asking; it gives up expecting anything. The will return, of course, and the hunger never goes away.

Enough of us must survive the war to tell our stories, and every story will matter. When they remember our stories, they will forget their hatred.

When we drew up to the soldiers, Felix told them who he was and about the griffin he was bringing in. A soldier eyed me. “You have new slaves too?

If I don’t stand for freedom, then I must sit in chains.

Tomorrow we will rejoin the war. So it’s time to decide who you are. Will you be carried off by this wind coming at us, or stand and face it?