89 Quotes About Morpheus

The master of word manipulation strikes again.

Jebediah was dragging Alyssa down, chaining her to the boredom and mundaneness of the human realm.She must be set free.

It’s like watching a James Bond movie. Morpheus—in a black trench-coat-style blazer that hangs to his thighs, gray tweed pants, a dark gray vest, skinny red tie, and black pin-striped dress shirt—could pass for a punk-fae secret agent who’s captured his villain. His thick blue waves touch his shoulders from under a gray tweed flat cap, and his wings drape down his back and across the floor, fluttering sporadically as he keeps his balance against Jeb’s resistance.

Compassion has no place on the battlefield...

You are part human, and an artist. Creation is your power.

Either way, I'm under your skin. Either way, I win.

Morpheus." I say it more as an accusation than a revelation.The winged devil flashes his white teeth in a stunning smile that draws me in as it puts me on guard. "Mmm." He moves his hand along the hookah as if it's a violin. "Your voice is a song. Say it again." He takes a drag of smoke from the pipe.I'm so entranced by seeing him alive and real, I don't even try to resist. "Morpheus." "Beautiful.

“Do you have any more surprise stowaways up your sleeve?” I ask Morpheus.Pushing dents out of his hat, he scowls. “I’m starting to fear I didn’t bring enough. If there’s one thing netherlings are good at, it’s cleaning messes.”

You know how to manipulate me, and I know how to manipulate you. That makes us even.”No. We’ll never be even.We’ll always be trying to outdo each other. I won’t say it aloud, any more than I’ll admit that I like it that way; that some primal, powerful side of me craves the challenge and always has.