417 Quotes by Victoria Schwab

She bounces off with all the enthusiasm of someone rushing toward cake, not corpses.

Violence begets violence, and monstrous acts make monsters.

I want to believe that there’s more. That we could be more. Hell, we could be heroes.

This was a chance for Rhy to shine, not only as a jewel, but as a sword. He had always been a symbol of wealth. He wanted to be a symbol of power. Magic was power, of course, but it wasn’t the only kind. Rhy told himself he could still be strong without it.

When I was small, the wind sang me lullabies. Lilting, humming, high-pitched things, filling the space around me so that even when all seemed quiet, it wasn’t. This is a wind I have lived with.

Do any humans really possess the strength to rise above their mediocrity? To become monstrous? To become more?

The world was complicated. Life was hard. And so often, living hurt. So make it worth the pain.

She’d seen a documentary once, on cult leaders, and the traits that made them so effective. One of the most important features was a commanding presence. Too many people thought that meant being loud, but in truth, it meant someone who didn’t need to be loud. Someone who could command an audience without ever raising their voice.

Between his parents, he’d had enough involuntary therapy to last several lifetimes.