“He's probably out there in the hallway right now, composing bad poetry in his head." Michi cleared her throat, her voice taking on a breathless lilt: "Pale Fox's Daughter, Her cherry lips haunt my dreams. Something, something, breasts...” — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
“No up. No down. No sky. No ground. Just endless dark shot through with tiny spears of sunlight older than you and your entire… — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
“Now, children, watch closely. Hold your breath. Listen. And I will show you the components of calamity.” — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
“My name,' he sad, 'is Tric.' The girl looked him over, dark eyes narrowed. A puzzle, this one. And sure and certain, our girl… — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
“LOOK AROUND. GAME DEAD, RIVERS BLACK, LAND CHOKED WITH WEED. SKIES BLEEDING, RED AS BLOOD. FOR WHAT? YOUR KIND ARE BLIND. YOU SEE ONLY… — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
“Hanna D: Your pep talks ----ing suck, AIDAN. AIDAN: . . . Suck what? Hanna D: Never mind.” — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
“It's truth to say in all save solitude - and in some sad cases, even then - you can always count on the company… — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
“We have a saying in Vaan," Byern replied. "In every breath, hope abides." (...) "Just keep breathing, little Crow.” — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
“It's easy to lose yourself in the idea of a person and be blinded to their reality. It's a simple thing, to love a… — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
“Dying is easy. Anyone can throw themselves onto the pyre and rest a happy martyr. Enduring the suffering that comes with sacrifice is the… — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
“Looking out over the mezzanine to the endless shelves below, the girl couldn’t help but smile. She’d grown up inside books. No matter how… — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
“There is power in words. There are words that bid us laugh and make us weep. Words to begin with and words to end… — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
“No matter how dark life became, shutting out the hurt was as easy as opening a cover.” — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
“The thunder tiger looked at her like an avalanche looks at a butterfly.” — Jay Kristoff Copy Share Image
