33 Quotes by Kristen Ciccarelli

Vlieg maar,′ zei ze tegen Kozu. ‘Vlieg hier ver vandaan.

You think love is as fragile as that? Like a stalk of wheat, easily broken in a storm? That’s not what love is. Real love is the strongest kind of steel. It’s blade that can be melted down, its form changed with every bang of the hammer, but to break it is a task no one is capable of. Not even Death.

If she and her sister were two books in their father’s study, Essie would be the one lying open on the desk, enticing you to read it. Roa would be the one stuffed between a dozen others, high up on the shelf.

Greta used to say,” he said as he played, “that every one of us is born with a song buried deep in our hearts. A song all out own. And our mission in life is to find that song.

The dragon hissed. Asha narrowed her eyes. Time to end you.

Then may Death send his worst. Cold to freeze the love in my heart. Fire to burn my memories to ash. Wind to force me through the gates. Time to wear my loyalty away. I’ll wait for you at Death’s gate.

Asleep, he looked like a moonflower whose petals unfurled only at night, rare and beautiful in the starlight.

Death is a thief.

Bestaat er wel echt gerechtigheid als degenen die de wetten handhaven zich daar als enigen niet aan hoeven te houden? – Eris.