[Mab] was pale, beautiful on a scale that beggared simple description, and I harbored a healthy and rational terror of her.
You can't abandon life just because it's scary, and just because you get hurt.
Words have a power every bit as terrible and beautiful as magic, and they don't need a special effects budget to do it, either.
Which man, Fitz? I asked quietly.
When most people lose control of their anger, someone gets hurt. Maybe someone even gets killed. When it happens to a wizard, insurance companies go broke and there’s reconstruction afterward.
What should I do? Uriel asked. Sit, I said. Stay inside. Don’t put pennies in the outlets or play with matches or run with scissors.
What could I do? What do you do to make up for failing everyone in your life? How do you make it right? How do you apologize for hideous things you never intended to happen?
Well. We’ll just have to hope that this wasn’t a loup-garou, I guess. If it was a louper, you’d know, Bob said wisely. In the middle of this town, you’d have a dozen people dead every time the full mo...
Those who had never seen a tribe of cats at war, or at least playing war games, would look upon what came next as utter chaos.
This is bigger than me, he said finally. It’s bigger than polka, even. So I guess I’ll help.
This block had seen the apocalypse come, grunted, and said, Meh.
There're things we keep hidden from one another. Things we hide from ourselves. Things that are kept hidden from us. And things no one knows. You always learn the damnedest things at the worst possibl...
There are moments in your life that, when you look back at them, you realize were perfect.
The venom, she [Susan] said quietly. They call it their Kiss.I guess I can't blame them. It sounds a lot more romantic than 'narcotic drool.
The screen came up to light again, showing a devastated section of the city grid. No, not decimated. Had that part of the city been decimated, one out of every ten buildings would be destroyed. That’s...
The past was gone. Nothing could change what had already been. Looking back at it, letting its wounds fester, indulging in regret was just a different, slower way to die. The living moved forward.
The freaking Leanansidhe, deputy of Her Wickedness, with her Nietzsche and Darwin Were Sentimental Pansies outlook on life
The fastest way for us to help make him into a monster is to look at him like he is one.
The blood on their hands does not make it right to bloody my own. My choices are measured against my own soul. Not against the stains on theirs.
The Queen smiled with the tiniest twitch of a single corner of her mouth. Why should I do that?Because I'm coming, Octavian's image said, very quietly, for you.