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He'd sooner die trying to hold the world on his shoulders than running away. Better always to run toward. And so he did.Laini Taylor
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Vengeance ought to be spoken through gritted teeth, spittle flying, the cords of one's soul so entangled in it that you can't let it go, even if you try. If you feel it--if you really feel it--then you speak it like it's a still-beating heart clenched in your fist and there's blood running down your arm, dripping off your elbow, and you can't let go.Laini Taylor
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Don't look at me like that, " said Ruza."Like what?"" Like I'm a beautiful book you're about to open and plunder with your greedy mad eyes.Laini Taylor
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...but one can't be irredeemable who shows reverence for books.Laini Taylor
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As for fairy tales, he understood that they were reflections of the people who had spun them, and were flecked with little truths - intrusions of reality into fantasy, like toast crumbs on a wizard's beard.Laini Taylor
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On the occasions that he did look up from the page, he would seem as though he were awakening from a dream.Laini Taylor
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He wasn't an alchemist, or a hero. He was a librarian, and a dreamer. He was a reader, and the unsung expert on a long-lost city no one cared a thing about.Laini Taylor
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It was a different life out here, but make no mistake: Lazlo was every bit the dreamer he had always been, if not more. He might have left his books, but he carried all his stories with him.Laini Taylor
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Even if it was just walls and a roof with papers inside, it had bewitched him, and drawn him in, and given him everything he needed to become himself.Laini Taylor
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Why not open the door, and open their arms, and close them again around each other? Did the not understand how, in the strange chemistry of human emotion, his suffering and her, mingled together, could... countervail each other?Laini Taylor
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It was impossible, of course. But when did that ever stop any dreamer from dreaming.Laini Taylor
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If you're afraid of your own dreams, you're welcome here in mine.Laini Taylor
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I turned my nightmares into fireflies and caught them in a jar.Laini Taylor
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He read while he walked. He read while he ate. The other librarians suspected he somehow read while he slept, or perhaps didn't sleep at all.Laini Taylor
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What's a horizon?' Lazlo asked, straight-faced. 'Is it like the end of an aisle of books?Laini Taylor
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He drifted about with his head full of myths, always at least half lost in some otherland of story. Demons and wingsmiths, seraphim and spirits, he love it all.Laini Taylor
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It was the hate of the used and tormented, who are the children of the used and tormented, and whose own children will be used and tormented.Laini Taylor
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You’re a storyteller. Dream up something wild and improbable, " she pleaded. "Something beautiful and full of monsters."“ Beautiful and full of monsters?"“ All the best stories are.Laini Taylor
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And that's how you go on. You lay laughter over the dark parts. The more dark parts, the more you have to laugh. With defiance, with abandon, with hysteria, any way you can.Laini Taylor
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Get out of doors, Strange. Breathe air, see things. A man should have squint lines from looking at the horizon, not just from reading in dim light.Laini Taylor
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The dream chooses the dreamer, not the other way around....Laini Taylor
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What's the point of being old if you can't beleaguer the young with your vast stores of wisdom? And what's the point of being young if you can't ignore all advice?Laini Taylor
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I think you're a fairy tale. I think you're magical, and brave, and exquisite. And I hope you'll let me be in your story.Laini Taylor
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He believed in magic, like a child, and in ghosts, like a peasant.Laini Taylor
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She had inherited a story that was strewn with corpses and clotted with enmity, and was only trying to stay alive in it.Laini Taylor
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To be one of a pair of bodies that knew that melting fusion. To reach and find. To be and reached for and found. To belong to a mutual certainty. To wake up holding hands.Laini Taylor
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What was he? Storyteller and secretary and doer of odd jobs, neither Tizerkane nor delegate, just someone along for the dream.Laini Taylor
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His shadow splayed out huge before him, and his mind gleamed with ancient wars and winged beings, a mountain of melted demon bones and the city on the far side of it--a city that had vanished in the mists of time.Laini Taylor
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As to having a preference, that was new too. You take what you're given and you're grateful for it. Once that message is well and truly ingrained in you, it feels like vainglory to imagine one's own likes and dislikes could matter to other people.Laini Taylor
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The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion–to close a door in one's own self and forget it was ever there. If you had hate, then you could see suffering–and cause it–and feel nothing except perhaps a sordid vindication.Laini Taylor
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You think good people can't hate?" she asked. "You think good people don't kill?"[...}" Good people do all the things bad people do, Lazlo. It's just that when they do them, they call it justice.Laini Taylor
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There was no echo, no reverberation. If anything the room ate sound. It swallowed her voice, her words, and her eternal, inadequate apology. But not her memories. She would never be rid of those.Laini Taylor
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There was a man who loved the moon, but whenever he tried to embrace her, she broke into a thousand pieces and left him drenched, with empty arms.Laini Taylor
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It was cruel. Like opening a birdcage to let the bird fly out, whilst all the while it's tethered by the leg, and freedom is only an illusion.Laini Taylor
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It's never too soon to worry. Worry spurs preparation.Laini Taylor