Dialogue is the place that books are most alive and forge the most direct connection with readers. It is also where we as writers discover our characters and allow them to become real. — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
“Word spread quickly: The visitor wished to address the scholars. 'What can he want?' they wondered, streaming into the Royal Theater. Attendance was voluntary,… — Laini Taylor Copy Share
“The past and the future were just blinders we wore so that infinity wouldn’t drive us mad.” — Laini Taylor Copy Share
“I love books. Not just for what they contain. I love them as objects too, as ever-present reminders of what they contain, and because… — Laini Taylor Copy Share
“To the naked eye, he’s decent kissing height if I wear platforms, though of course a live test will be required before official certification… — Laini Taylor Copy Share
You almost hold up your piece of paper and say, ‘The girl I like just gave me a treasure map to herself.’ But you… — Laini Taylor Copy Share
“...You are not just going to vanish like this, Karou. This isn't some goddamn Narnia book.” — Laini Taylor Copy Share
Have you ever asked yourself, do monsters make war, or does war make monsters? — Laini Taylor Copy Share
“She told Mik, "You have perfect violin-playing muscles." "And you, with your mighty puppeteer arms. We put the chimaera to shame." She stopped fanning… — Laini Taylor Copy Share
As far back as she could remember, a phantom life had mocked her with its impenetrable “something else,” but now it was the opposite.… — Laini Taylor Copy Share
“By the time the plan's wheels touched down on a desolate stretch of desert runway, the sun had cleared a ridge of mountains and… — Laini Taylor Copy Share
“It was hard to imagine feeling that magical tingling sensation in the pit of her belly anytime soon. Best not to worry about it,… — Laini Taylor Copy Share
Staring at her face, she began to fancy her outer layer had begun to melt away while she wasn't paying attention, and something --… — Laini Taylor Copy Share
Around Mik, my powers desert me. I lose basic motor function, like my brain focuses all neural activity on my lips and shifts into… — Laini Taylor Copy Share
Everything lined up. It has been easy, as if it were meant-" "Meant!" she said, amazed. She spun to face him, which, in the… — Laini Taylor Copy Share
