Downstairs, Grandad's warning Barron about something. His voice swells, and I catch the words, "In my day we were feared. Now we're… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“We- the Folk- don't love like you do,' Locke said. 'Perhaps you shouldn't trust me with your heart. I might break it.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Mine. The language of love is like that, possessive. That should be the first warning that it's not going to encourage anyone's… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I think I understand now what you meant when you said I have to give up my mortal qualms. And I am… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Girls like her, my grandfather once warned me, girls like her turn into women with eyes like bullet holes and mouths made… — 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
