858 Quotes by Laini Taylor

Weep slept. Dreamers dreamed. A grand moon drifted, and, and the wings of the citadel cut the sky in two: light above, dark below.

She was young and lovely and surprised and dead.

Life won’t just happen to you, boy,” he said. “You have to happen to it. Remember: The spirit grows sluggish when you neglect the passions.

He believed in magic, like a child, and in ghosts, like a peasant. His nose was broken by a falling volume of fairy tales his first day on the job, and that, they said, told you everything you needed to know about strange Lazlo Strange: head in the clouds, world of his own, fairy tales and fancy. That.

Her wish that first time was simple, focused, and passionate: that she would see him again. Believing she was the only way she could bring herself to leave.

After the week she’d had, she wanted to go to the cafe and sink into a couch, gossip and laugh and sketch and drink tea and make up for lost normal.

Hope was luster, and they had shone with it like twin pearls in an oyster.

People are our safe places. I have one: a person who’s a home and a world to me.

We haven’t been introduced. Not really.