1,638 Quotes by Sarah J. Maas

Vain until the bitter end.

Let me give you a bit of advice.' the girl said bitterly, 'from one working girl to another; life isn't easy, no matter where you are. You'll make choices you think are right and then suffer for them.' Those remarkable eyes flickered. 'So if you're going to be miserable, you might as well go to Antica and be miserable in the shadow of the Torre Cesme.

Celaena peered in the mirror—and stopped dead.The somewhat shorter hair was the least of the changes.She was now flushed with color, her eyes bright and clear, and though she'd regained the weight she'd lost during that winter, her face was leaner. A woman—a woman was smiling back at her, beautiful for every scar and imperfection and mark of survival, beautiful for the fact that the smile was real, and she felt it kindle the long-slumbering joy in her heart.

He'd known, since the moment he figured out who she was, that while Celaena would always pick him, Aelin would not.

Maybe I'd always been broken and dark inside.

Nehemia was gone. That vibrant, fierce, loving soul; the princess who had been called the Light of Eyllwe; the woman who had been a beacon of hope—just like that, as if she were no more than a wisp of candlelight, she was gone.When it had mattered most Celaena hadn't been there.Nehemia was gone.

Nesryn Sobbed, tugging and tugging.Sartaq smiled at her ــ gently. Sweetly. In a way she had not yet seen."I Loved you before I ever set eyes on you," he said."Please," Nesryn wept.Sartaq's hand tightened on hers. "I wish we'd had time."A Hiss behind him, a rising bulk of shining black ــThen the prince was gone. Ripped from her hands.As if he had never been.

To four years until freedom," she said lifting her glass.He raised his in salute. "To you, Celaena." Their eyes met, and Chaol didn't hide his smile as she grinned at him. Perhaps four years with her might not be enough.

The tears so unending that I now wondered if it was some sign of her heart bleeding out.