Let her alone,' said the enkanto, 'or I will curse you blind, lame, and worse.' The old man laughed. 'I'm a curse… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“You put a curse on that girl over there,' I tell him. 'Fix her immediately.' 'She admired my ears,' the boy says.… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Please,' I say to the dirt floor of the brugh, to the earth itself. 'I will do whatever you want. I will… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
This, the language of deception, we both understand. We were born to it, along with the curses. — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Please,' she says, her head bent. 'Please. You must try to break the curse. I know that you are the queen by… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“The curse is broken. The king is returned." He's every bit as terrifying as any serpent. I don't care. I run into… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“What they don’t realize is this: Yes, they frighten me, but I have always been scared, since the day I got here. I was… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
When you don't know what you're searching for, you have to look absolutely everywhere. — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Madoc makes a snorting sound, then turns to me. 'I am sure that Wren here wouldn't mind taking Lady Nore's castle and lands for… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“No, I won't help you. No I won't hear you explain why I should. It really is a magical word: no. You say whatever… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Let her alone,' said the enkanto, 'or I will curse you blind, lame, and worse.' The old man laughed. 'I'm a curse breaker, fool.'… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“His wax-white skin was cool to the touch when she brushed his neck to find the knot of cloth. She'd never been this close… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
So what are you really wearing?" The words left her mouth before she could consider them. She winced. He didn't seem to mind; in… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I grab a chair. "I don't mean to pry," I say, "but we're in a hospital. You sure you're fine?" She sighs heavily. "No… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Kaye: You know what the sun looks like? Janet: No, What? Kaye: Like he slit his wrists in a bathtub and the blood is… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
