“Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I can't stop.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“The odd thing about ambition is this: You can acquire it like a fever, but it is not so easy to shed.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I recall that your hands were on her, but her eyes were on me,' Cardan returns.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“He grabs hold of my wrist. I am shocked by the sensation of his skin warm against mine. 'Take care,' he says,… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Come home and shout at me. Come home and fight with me. Come home and break my heart, if you must. Just… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I hate you," I whisper before he can speak. He tilts my face to his. "Say it again," he says as the… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“It's shocking," he says, as though he's giving me some great compliment. "I know humans can lie, but to watch you do… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Get down here before you’re recognized.” “Playing hide-and-seek under the table? Crouching in the dirt? Typical of your kind, but far beneath… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“You really do want me,' I say, close enough to feel the warmth of his breath as it hitches. 'And you hate… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“There is a pleasure in being with them,' he says. 'Taking what we want, indulging in every terrible thought. There's safety in… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Clap her in chains," says Randalin. Never have I so wished there was a way for me to show I was telling… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“What was it like?" I ask. "Being a serpent." He hesitates. "It was like being trapped in the dark," he says. "I… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“It's you I love," he says. "I spent much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I hate the way I cling to him, the nails of one hand digging into his back, my thoughts splintering, and the… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Much of the clothing is moth-eaten, but I can see what they once were. A skirt with a beaded pattern of pomegranates,… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“But kissing Locke never felt the way that kissing Cardan does, like taking a dare to run over knives, like an adrenaline… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Cardan looks at me as though he's never seen me before. He looks at me as though no one has ever spoken… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Mortal feelings are so volatile that it's impossible to help toying with them a little.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?" Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“She's looking around the forest, as though if she can prove it isn't magic, then nothing else is, either. Which is stupid.… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
