370 Quotes by Sabaa Tahir

You’re sure this is what you want?” I search her eyes for doubt, fear, uncertainty, but all I see is that fire. Ten hells“I’m sure”“Then I’ll find a way

Perhaps grief is like battle: After experiencing enough of it, your body’s instincts take over. When you see it closing in like a Martial death squad, you harden your insides. You prepare for the agony of a shredded heart. And when it hits, it hurts, but not as badly, because you have locked away your weakness, and all that’s left is anger and strength.

I don't smile at her. It will only scare her. For a female slave, a smile from a Mask is not usually a good thing.

Cook’s voice is nothing like a Tribal Kehanni’s: It is stern where a tale-spinner’s would be gentle, all edges where a tale-spinner’s would be mellow and curved.

There are two kinds of guilt: the kind that drowns you until you’re useless, and the kind that fires your soul to purpose.

You killed my mother, who had a lion’s heart, and my sister, who laughed like the rain, and my father, who captured truth with a few strokes of a pen.

Children are born to break their mothers' hearts, my boy.

She is a child who's happiness is gauged by the strange weather between her parents, sometimes sunny but more often a gale.

Rage colors her every movement. Rage that has nothing to do with her so-called bodyguards and everything to do with me and her and the confusion rolling around inside the both of us. This should be interesting