370 Quotes by Sabaa Tahir

Now it hits me. This is it. This is the end. Martial tradition says a soldier who dies well dances among the stars, battling foes for all eternity. Is that what awaits me? Or will I slip into endless darkness, unbroken and quiet?

But it’s still near, an enemy pacing impatiently outside the gates. And eventually, it bursts through, burning and reaving.

I am alone, and I am a Mask.

Look at you, little sister,” Darin finally whispers. His smile is the sun rising after the longest, darkest night. “Look at you.

I tear strips of cloth off my shirt and wrap my feet. I have only what I fell asleep with – my fatigues and my dagger. I’m suddenly, fervently grateful that I was too exhausted from combat training to strip before sleeping. Traveling the Great Wastes naked – that would be its own special sort of hell.

Fear is only your enemy if you allow it to be. Too much fear and you’re paralyzed. Too little fear and you’re arrogant.

Life isn’t scary enough for you, girl?

Nothing ever changes, she had said. Nothing ever will. Maybe we’re the ones who change it, I’d told her.

You are my temple,” I murmur as I kneel beside her. “You are my priest. You are my prayer. You are my release.