Laini Taylor Quotes

Happiness. It was the place where passion, with all its dazzle and drumbeat, met something softer: homecoming and safety and pure sunbeam comfort. It was all those things, intertwined with the heat and the thrill, and it was as bright within her as a swallowed star.

She moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.

For the way loneliness is worse when you return to it after a reprieve - like the soul’s version of putting on a wet bathing suit, clammy and miserable.

What do you think I live on, rainwater and daydreams?

It was brave," countered Issa. "It was rare. It was love, and it was beautiful.

Yearning for love made her feel like a cat that was always twining around ankles, meowing Pet me, pet me, look at me, love me.

I know it's not easy for you, living this life, but try to remember, always try to remember, you're not the only one with troubles.

Brimstone once told me that to stay true in the face of evil is a feat of strength.

Happiness wasn't a mystical place to be reached or won-some bright terrain beyond the boundary of misery, a paradise waiting for them to find it-but something to carry doggedly with you through everything, as humble and ordinary as your gear and supplies.

I'm afraid they're in love," he said, concerned. "They don't want to leave you." He lifted one hand from her waist to gently brush a pair from her neck, where their wings fanned against her jaw. Melancholy, he said, "I know just how they feel.

And they were quiet but their blood and nerves and butterflies were not - they were rampantly alive, rushing and thrumming in a wild and perfect melody, matched note for note.

He danced with the sky instead, and the sky dropped him like a rotten plum.

Hope can be a powerful force. Maybe there's no actual magic in it, but when you know what you hope for most and hold it like a light within you, you can make things happen, almost like magic.

Having hope was like dangling himself over a chasm and putting the rope in her hands. She could annihilate him if she wanted to.

Be a Samurai.
Because you just never know what's behind the freaking sky.

My tiny scary friend is coming

Hello, King Morgan,” said Gabriel, popping his head into the lab. “And how is the planet’s only non-idiot on this fine day?”
“Screw you,” replied Morgan, without turning from his computer.
“Ah, excellent,” said Gabriel. “I’m having a lovely morning, too.

There was only present, and it was infinite. The past and the future were just blinders we wore so that infinity wouldn't drive us mad.

There is the past, and there is the future. The present is never more than the single second dividing one from the other.

Creamy and leggy, with long azure hair and the eyes of a silent-movie star, she moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.