Say something spiteful.”“Why?” she asked faintly.“Because I’m fairly certain I'm hallucinating and in my dreams you're much nicer.”“You're an idiot, Nikolai.

Her time is better spent with me. The thorn wood is a path you walk alone, boy king.”“But it’s a very arduous path,” Nikolai said. “Who will carry my snacks?

You've cheated death many times. Greed may do your bidding, but death serves no man.

The Darkling would not hesitate. He would not grieve. His darkness would consume the world, and he would never waver.

He could have run, could have wept, could have clung to the sides of the skiff until the darkness took him, but he did none of those things. He stood unflinching before the gathering dark.

That first winter, when it was time for her friends to leave, the girl ventured out into the show to say goodbye, and the stunning raven-haired Squaller handed her another gift. "A blue kefta," said the math teacher, shaking her head. "What would she do with that?""Maybe she knew a Grisha who died," replied the cook, taking note of the tears that filled the girl's eyes. They did not see the note that read, You will always be one of us.

I don't remember saying you could give away my biscuits. ""It's for a good cause, besides you've barely touched them. ""I'm saving them for later, and you should not cross me when it's comes to sweets. "Jasper nodded. "She's like a dessert-hoarding dragon.

But please, tell me more about Fjerdan girls. ""They speak quietly. They don't engage in flirtations with every single man they meet. ""I flirt with the woman too. ""I think you'd flirt with a date palm if it would pay you any attention. ""If I flirted with a plant, you can bet it would stand up and take notice.

I will tell you a story, one I used to tell to a little boy with dark hair. A silent boy who rarely laughs, who listened more closely than I realized. A boy who had a name and not a title