You are the best kind of killer, Cassel Sharpe, the kind that never has blood on his hands. The kind that never has to sicken at the sight of what he's done, or come to like it too much. — 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
