Still, he couldn't shake the feeling—the hope—that everyone was born with the ability to do something, that if he just searched hard enough he would find it. His gift. His purpose.

If it pleases the Arnesian king, she will send a year’s worth of winter wine, seven priests, and her youngest son, Hok, whose gift for stone magic is unsurpassed in all of Vesk.”My mother is dead, Rhy wanted to scream, and you would give me drink and danger. Instead he said only, “And what of the princess? What will the queen give me for her?

The night Kate Harker decided to burn down the school chapel, she wasn't angry or drunk. She was desperate.

People are users. It's a universal truth. Use them, or they'll use you.

He?” asked Victor incredulously. He wasn’t in the mood for God. Not this morning. “According to your thesis,” he said, “an influx of adrenaline and a desire to survive gave you that talent. Not God. This isn’t divinity, Eli. It’s science and chance.” “Maybe to a point, but when I climbed into that water, I put myself in His hands—” “No,” snapped Victor. “You put yourself in mine".

Eli had made a mistake. He wasn't prone to making mistakes, except where Victor Vale was concerned. Victor had always possessed the unnerving ability to get under Eli's skin, interrupt his focus.

He?” asked Victor incredulously. He wasn’t in the mood for God. Not this morning. “According to your thesis,” he said, “an influx of adrenaline and a desire to survive gave you that talent. Not God. This isn’t divinity, Eli. It’s science and chance.” “Maybe to a point, but when I climbed into that water, I put myself in His hands—” “No,” snapped Victor. “You put yourself in mine.

Ignorance is only bliss if you want to get caught.

Lila looked to Kell. “You didn’t teach me this one.”His jaw was slack. “I … I didn’t know it.”Holland gave them both a bland look. “Amazing,” he said dryly. “There are still things you haven’t learned.

I know it hurts," she said. "So make it worth the pain.""How?""By not letting go," she said softly. "By holding on, to anger, to hope, or whatever it is that keeps you fighting."You, he thought.