Holly Black Quotes

Anyone who offers up their heart on a silver platter deserves what they get.

As Val jumped down onto the litter-strewn concrete after them, she thought how insane it was to follow two people she didn't know into the bowels of the subway, but instead of being afraid, she felt g...

As the last Seelie left the hall, Roiben, self-declared King of the Unseelie Court, nearly fell into his throne. Kaye tried to smile at him, but he was not looking at her. He was staring out across th...

At the end of a criminal’s life, it’s always the small mistake, the coincidence, the lark. The time we got too comfortable, the time we slipped up, the time someone aimed a little to the left. I’ve he...

At the window of my room, I catch my reflection in the glass. Shaggy black hair. Sneer.I look like a hungry ghost, glowering in at a world I am no longer fit to be a part of.

Be bold, be bold, but not too bold. Be good, but not too good. Be pretty, but not too pretty. Be honest, but not too honest. Maybe no one got lucky. Maybe it was too hard.

Boys never believe I can beat them, she told me back then. But I always win in the end.

But I didnt do anything wrong.. Which is stupid of course, things dont happen to people because they deserve them.

But what if I actually becoming besotted with him?Cardan is more knowledgeable than I am at love. He could use that against me, just as I asked him to use it against Nicasia. Perhaps he found a way t...

Call and Tamara screamed. The car swerved, Call's hands heedless on the wheel. That made Tamara scream even harder. All the screams woke Jasper and Aaron, who added their voices to the screaming. Havo...

Cardan’s gaze catches mine, and I can’t help the evil smile that pulls up the corners of my mouth. His eyes are bright as coals, his hatred a living thing, shimmering in the air between us like the ai...

Death’s favorites don’t die.

Downstairs, Grandad's warning Barron about something. His voice swells, and I catch the words, In my day we were feared. Now we're just afraid.

Every night, in every Coldtown, people die. People are fragile. They die of mistakes, of overdoses, of sickness. But mostly they die of Death.

Everybody dies alone, Jameson said, and kept going. Not everybody wakes up right after.

Everything was strange and beautiful and swollen with possibilities.

Great. Lookout. I'm a lookout. Another thing to put on my college applications. What do I do if I see someone?Val looked back. I'm not sure, actually.

He leans in and closes his eyes. Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It’s disgusting, and I can’t stop. I am shocked into silence.

Apparently you can do lots of things very skilfully while asleep, Mr. Sharpe, but attending my class does not seem to be one of them.

But there's nothing you like better than when it hurts a little, is there? Lucien asked.Gavriel's bloody mouth lifted in a voluptuous smile. Sure there is. I like it when it hurts a lot.