283 Quotes by Marie Rutkoski

I don’t know you well,” Risha’s voice was low. “But I know what Verex has told me about you, and what I see for myself. You don’t need to be gifted with a blade. You are your own best weapon.

Maybe love was easy, she thought. Maybe her past wasn’t vital as her present, she thought. But then she heard her father say that she’d broken his heart, and she could no longer believe that either thought was true.

But nothing is as it is. Everything comes from something. There is nothing and no one without a past.

Yes, stop playing, Kestrel, she told herself. Clear the bets, clear the table. Walk away from the game. Now.

You don’t need to be gifted with a blade. You are your own best weapon.

In war, her father sometimes said, you might live, you might die. But if you panic, death is the only outcome.

Let Arin surprise us,” Roshar said. “That’s how we do things. He comes up with something brilliant and I take the credit.

Kestrel lifted her gaze. As he met her eyes – an extremely light brown, the lightest shade before brown becomes gold – Arin knew that he was a fool. A thousand times a fool.

Kestrel thought that maybe she had been wrong, and Risha had been wrong, about forgiveness, that it was neither mud nor stone, but resembled more the drifting white spores. They came loose from the trees when they were ready. Soft to the touch, but made to be let go, so that they could find a place to plant and grow.