In almost nine cases out of ten, those who have once had the Faith but now reject it, or claim that it does not make sense, are driven not by reasoning but by the way they are living

In a booth, Bailey sat next to Vaughn while frowning at her drink. I need a man! she declared when she saw me. Vaughn glanced at her and sighed. I’ll do you, but no names. Bailey didn’t get it, but I...

I'm not a monster, I'd told her, back when I said I would never hurt Oak. But maybe being a monster was my calling.

I will remember, Your Grace, said Sansa, though she had always heard that love was a surer route to the people's loyalty than fear. If I am ever a queen, I'll make them love me.

I think it's obvious if you're wanted here or not.Daemon, hissed Dee, her cheeks red. She turned to me, tears in her eyes. He's not being serious.Are you being serious, Daemon? Ash turned in his lap,...

Her parents, she said, has put a pinball machine inside her head when she was five years old. The red balls told her when she should laugh, the blue ones when she should be silent and keep away from o...

He was so terrible that he was no longer terrible, only dehumanized.

He knew I betrayed him and yet he was rescuing me once again, maybe for the last time.

Have you thought of an ending?Yes, several, and all are dark and unpleasant.Oh, that won't do! Books ought to have good endings. How would this do: and they all settled down and lived together happily...

Empty teacups gathered around her and dictionary pages fell at her feet.

Eastward and westward storms are breaking,--great, ugly whirlwinds of hatred and blood and cruelty. I will not believe them inevitable.

And thus to my final and most melancholy point: a great number of Stalin's enforcers and henchmen in Eastern Europe were Jews. And not just a great number, but a great proportion. The proportion was e...

And a ton came down on a coloured road,And a ton came down on a gaol,And a ton came down on a freckled girl,And a ton on the black canal,And a ton came down on a hospital,And a ton on a manuscript,And...

Aelin's hand wavered slightly over his wound. What's your shield made of, then?Fenrys tried and failed to shrug. But Gavriel muttered from where he worked on the still-whimpering pirate, Arrogance.Ael...

I just like sitting at home, chilling and watching a movie.

It is wrong to assume that men of immense wealth are always happy.

I am all for the short and merry life.

I set my sights upon becoming the kind of artist who would make a contribution to art history.

My apartment reflects my views as an architect. It is minimal, austere. The architecture doesn't impose itself upon you. The apartment is a stage for other things to take place.

The way contemporary literature is emerging, soon we can expect "Item poetry" in novels.