“What is it like?" "What is what like?" "Death. What is death like?" "He is quiet and still, and oh, so peaceful. Fear will no longer hold any sway over you, nor will worry or sadness. Can you think of… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“Is that what they teach you at the convent? That the gods demand the hearts from our bodies?” — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“But most of all, faith is love. Hate cannot be fought with hate. Evil cannot be conquered by darkness. Only love has the power… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“I want you to be with me for the right reasons. Not because you feel you must or because you fear we will die,… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“Everyone thinks that my goodness comes easily to me, that it hardly counts because I do not struggle with it, but I do .” — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“I am sorry. I did not see you. Normally you are lurking in the corners or skulking in the shadows, not standing in plain… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“Are you saying I should pretend to be weak so they can feel strong? Is that not telling a lie?” — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“-An altogether frivolous and silly name.- -The child chose it herself. Perhaps an attempt to grasp the very things that others feared her for… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“My guess would be that the girl was worried about her sister’s heart.” “Her heart?” “Yes. For the young ruler had no one to… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“...but thanks to the events of recent weeks, I have far more experience as well. Experience in the falseness of the human heart and… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“What do you know of gods and saints?” I ask, filling my voice with scorn. His fingers drift to the silver oak leaf of… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“Besides, he is one of the few things that has ever loved me and survived.” — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“I was wondering, since I have kissed you three times now, if you might turn into a handsome prince.” At the sight of his… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“One fine moonlit night, Mortain and his Wild Hunt were riding through the countryside when they spied two maids more beautiful than any they… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“It is a raw and uncomfortable realization that Beast is partly behind this newfound will to live. Not for him, but because he reminded… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“I have never been so utterly alone as I am in this moment. There is no one to order me about or tell me… — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
