1,728 Quotes by Leigh Bardugo

Something inside him felt frayed and raw. It was the same feeling he’d had as a boy, in those first desperate days after Jordie’s death.

She felt his knuckles slide against hers. Then his hand was in her hand, his palm was pressed against her own. A tremor moved through him. Slowly, he let their fingers entwine. For a long while, they stood there, hands clasped, looking out at the gray expanse of the sea.

Matthias knew monsters, and one glance at Kaz Brekker had told him this was a creature who had spent too long in the dark–he’d brought something back with him when he’d crawled into the light.

Everything in him recoiled. The water was cold against his legs. His body had gone numb and yet he could still feel the wet give of his brother's rotting flesh beneath his hands. It's shame that eats men whole. He was drowning in it. Drowning in the Ketterdam harbor. His eyes blurred. "It isn't easy for me either." Her voice, low and steady, the voice that had once led him back from hell.

Inej frowned. “I thought you and Nina chose four outbreak sites on the Staves.”Kaz straightened his cuffs. “I also had her stop at the Menagerie.”She smiled then, her eyes red, her cheeks scattered with some kind of dust. It was a smile he thought he might die to earn again.

To his left, he heard Inej laugh behind her mask. He'd never heard her laugh like that, giddy and wild.

You must find a way to make peace," said Inej. "At least for a while.""This is not your concern," Matthias growled.Kaz stepped forward, his expression dangerous. "It is very much our concern. And watch your tone.

He didn't mean to say it. He meant to let her go. "I can help you.

He nodded to her right forearm, not trusting himself to speak. His gloves lay on the other side of the basin, black against the gold-veined marble. They looked like dead animals. He focused on the shears, cold metal in his hands, nothing like skin. He could not do this if his hands were shaking. I can best this, he told himself.