“A pulse of surprise, of wicked delight against my mental shields, at the dark, membranous wings I knew were now poking over my shoulders. Every icy kiss of rain sent jolts of cold through me. Sensitive-so sensitive, these Illyrian wings.Lucien backed up at step. "What did you do to yourself?" I gave him a little smile. "The human girl you knew died Under the Mountain. I have no interest in spending immortality as a High Lord's pet”

“We each survive in our own way.”

“Sometimes, the wicked will tell us things just to confuse us–to haunt our thoughts long after we've faced them.”

“Libraries were full of ideas—perhaps the most dangerous and powerful of all weapons.”

“She didn't fear the night, though she found little comfort in its dark hours.”

“I didn’t think saying good-bye would be so hard. And with everything that’s to come—We’ll face it together. To whatever end.”

“What we think to be our greatest weakness can sometimes be our biggest strength.”

“She wouldn't ask. Didn't want to know what manner of thing might crawl toward a fire.”

“And if I asked for the moon on a string?" - Sorsha”

“We need hope, or else we cannot endure.”

“Wrong kind of witch." - Manon Blackbeak”