858 Quotes by Laini Taylor

She keeps her eyes closed but smiles, giving herself away. “Shush, I’m having a dream.” “It’s not a dream. It’s all real.” “How would you know? You’re not even in it.” She feels playful, heavy with happiness. With rightness. “I’m in all of them,” he says. “It’s where I live now.

Anyone who would wear all white like that clearly has issues.

It was, in fact, quite difficult to lie to a hawk.

I’m not a dream,” said Sarai. There was bitterness in her voice. “I’m a nightmare.

Pentru ca, dintre toate lucrurile de pe lume, aceasta era dorul ei cel mai mare de orfana : dragostea.

So they layered cynicism atop their longing, and it was something like laying laughter over the darkness – self-preservation of an uglier stripe. And thus did they harden themselves, by choosing to meet hate with hate.

It seemed like just another Monday, innocent but for its essential Mondayness, not to mention its Januaryness. It was cold, and it was dark – in the dead of winter the sun didn’t rise until eight – but it was also lovely. The falling snow and the early hour conspired to paint Prague ghostly, like a tintype photograph, all silver and haze.

She looked at him, beautiful Kazimir whose smile used to work on her like a summons, compelling her to his side.

It’s easy to get published once you have written a really good book and the hard part, 99 percent of what you need to worry about, is really finishing it.