66 Quotes & Sayings By Victoria Aveyard

No heart can be truly understood. Not even your own. Victoria Aveyard

Thank you, ” I whisper. Words I never thought I would say to her. They unsettle us both.”“ You want to thank me, Barrow?” she mutters, kicking away the last of my bindings. “Then keep your word. And let this fucking place burn.” (300) Victoria Aveyard

I am married to a prince who will one day be a king. Usually this is where the fairy tale ends. Stories don't go much further than this moment, and I fear there's a good reason for it. A sense of dread hung over today, a black cloud I still can't get rid of. It is an unease deep in the heart of me, feeding off my strength. Victoria Aveyard

The only person in my head is me. Tibe is not the same. The crown has changed him, as you feared it would. The fire is in him, the fire that will burn all the world. And it is in your son, in the prince who will never change his blood and will never sit a throne. The only person in my head is me. The only person who has not changed is you. You are still the little girl in a dusty room, forgotten, unwanted, out of place. You are the queen of everything, mother to a beautiful son, wife to a king who loves you, and still you cannot find it in yourself to smile. Still you make nothing. Still you are empty. The only person in your head is you. And she is no one of any importance. She is nothing . Victoria Aveyard

Red blood is just so hard to clean up" "You would know" I snap remembering Shade. "Because no matter how hard you try to hid it I see it all over your hands Victoria Aveyard

In the palace, during my imprisonment, I learned that Maven had been made by his mother, formed into the monster he became. There is nothing on earth that can change him or what she did. But Cal was made too. All of us were made by someone else, and all of us have some thread of steel that nothing and no one can cut. I thought Cal was immune to the corruptive temptation of power. How wrong I was. He was born to be a king. It's what he was made for. It's what he was made to want. Victoria Aveyard

Histories of the world before our own. That was a world of empires, of corruption, of war-and more freedom than I've ever known. But the people of that time are gone, their dreams in ruin, existing only in smoke and ash. Victoria Aveyard

So you choose him?'' Cal betrayed me, and I betrayed him. And you betrayed us both, in a thousand different ways.' The words are heavy as stone but right. So right. 'I choose no one. Victoria Aveyard

Words can lie. See beyond them. Victoria Aveyard

There's a reason my only friends are written words Victoria Aveyard

In what life can I trust anything out of your mouth ever again? Victoria Aveyard

They are dead. We are dead. It is over. Victoria Aveyard

One day you men will learnto pay attention and all the world willtremble. Victoria Aveyard

While we are together, I will never suffer a prison again. Victoria Aveyard

I'm a Red girl in a sea of Silvers and I can't afford to feel sorry for anyone, least of all the son of a snake. Victoria Aveyard

Cameron, my heart is quite literally in this, Victoria Aveyard

Attend to your own fate. Victoria Aveyard

No one is born a monster. But I wish some people were. It would make it easier to hate them, to kill them, to forget their dead faces. Victoria Aveyard

One day he will leave, or die, or betray me like so many others have. One day, he will hurt me. Victoria Aveyard

What I would do, to myself or anyone else, for the chance to go back home? But no one is there. No one I care about. They're gone, protected, far away. Home is no longer the place we're from. Home is safe with them. I hope. Victoria Aveyard

We’ve taken everything from her, brother, ” Maven murmurs, drawing close. “Surely we can give her this?” And then slowly, reluctantly, Cal nods and waves me into his room. Dizzy with excitement, I hurry inside, almost hopping from foot to Victoria Aveyard

Why give him a choice at all? You said yourself, we need everyone we can get. If this Nix guy is half of what you are, we can’t afford to let him go.” The answer is so simple, and it cuts me to bone.“ Because no one ever gave me a choice. Victoria Aveyard

Red in the head, Silver in the heart Victoria Aveyard

In the fairy tales, the poor girl smiles when she becomes a princess. Right now, I don't know if I'll ever smile again. Victoria Aveyard

Everything is wrong. I am alive. Victoria Aveyard

As you enter, you pray to leave. As you leave, you pray to never return. Victoria Aveyard

For all his clever ideas, Maven has nothing to say to this. He just stares, his breath coming in tiny, scared puffs. I know the look on his face; I wear it every time I’m forced to say good-bye to someone. “It’s too bad we didn’t stay longer, ” I murmur, looking out at the river. “I would have liked to die close to home.” Another breeze sends a curtain of my hair across my face but Maven brushes it away and pulls me close with startling fero . Victoria Aveyard

We're thieves, we're rats. We know when to fight and when to run. Victoria Aveyard

Only his eyes remain the same. Bronze, red-gold, like iron brought to blazing heat. Victoria Aveyard

Cal stares ahead, as if his eyes alone can set the entire world on fire. I think he wants to. That would make this easier. Victoria Aveyard

I know! " he growls back, his voice guttural. I wonder if all of his fire kind have eyes like his. Eyes that burn and smolder. Victoria Aveyard

I must freeze my heart to the one person who insists on setting it ablaze. Victoria Aveyard

Cal's eyes flicker, out to the trees. But he's not looking at the leaves. His gaze is in the past, to something more painful. "She killed my true mother as well. And she'll kill all of us if we let her." The words come out hard and harsh, a rusty blade to saw flesh. They taste wonderful in my mouth. "Not if I kill her first." For all his talents, Cal is not a violent person. He can kill you in a thousand different ways, lead an army, burn down a village, but he will not enjoy it. So his next words take me by surprise." When the time comes, " he says, staring at me, "we'll flip a coin." His bright flame has grown dark indeed. Victoria Aveyard

When his flame falls, my lightning rises, and so on. Victoria Aveyard

He looks like a ghost, haunted by a life suddenly torn away, and I don’t know how to comfort him. Victoria Aveyard

Life has simply decided to open the floodgates, trying to drown me in a whirlwind of twists and turns. Victoria Aveyard

To my dismay, he recovers quickly and smoothes his hair. "So you choose him?" That's all this ever was. Jealously. Rivalry. All so shadow could defeat the flame. I have to throw my head back and laugh, feeling the eyes of the brothers on me. "Cal betrayed me, and I betrayed him. And you betrayed both of us, in a thousand different ways." The words are heavy as stone but right. So right. "I choose no one. . Victoria Aveyard

But our mercy has a cost, and it might be our lives. Victoria Aveyard

Lightning has no mercy. Victoria Aveyard

And I am revealed for exactly what I am - a particularly stupid fish, moving from hook to hook, never learning my lesson. Victoria Aveyard

In school, we learned about the world before ours, about the angels and gods that lived in the sky, ruling the earth with kind and loving hands. Some say those are just stories, but I don't believe that. The gods rule us still. They have come down from the stars. And they are no longer kind. Victoria Aveyard

In school, we learned about the world before ours, about angels and gods that lived in the sky, ruling the earth with kind and loving hands. Some say those are just stories, but I don't believe that. The gods rule us still. They have come down from the stars. And they are no longer kind. Victoria Aveyard

Don't lie to a liar, Victoria Aveyard

Risk is part of the game. Victoria Aveyard

The thing with heat is, no matter how cold you are, no matter how much you need warmth, it always, eventually, becomes too much. Victoria Aveyard

I am afraid of waking up to emptiness, to a place where my friends and family are gone and I am nothing but a single bolt of lightning in the blackness of a lonely storm. If I am a sword, I am a sword made of glass, and I feel myself beginning to shatter. Victoria Aveyard

I am sorry, you mistook my disinterest for attention. I don´t care. Victoria Aveyard

Weakness is acceptable, forgivable, around family. But not when lives and wars hang in the balance. Victoria Aveyard

What, Kilorn?' I sigh. 'What, ' he echoes, shaking his head. After a long second, something snaps in him. 'I know you don't feel the same way I do. About us.' I'm seized by the urge to smash my head against a rock. Us. It feels stupid to talk about, a foolish waste of time and energy. But more than that, it's embarrassing and uncomfortable. My cheeks flame red. This is not a conversation I ever wanted to have with him. . Victoria Aveyard

I see a world on the edge of a blade. Without balance, it will fall. Victoria Aveyard

He told me once that he didn't fear conscription as much as everyone else because the dozen bloodthirsty girls he was leaving behind were far more dangerous. Victoria Aveyard

Monsters are most dangerous when they're afraid Victoria Aveyard