Top 280 Jay Kristoff Quotes (2026 Update)
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251. “Love is a single sun in a heaven full of stars.”

— Jay Kristoff

252. “People feared what they didn’t understand, and hated what they feared.”

— Jay Kristoff

253. “He built things, and he broke things, my papa. And I realized that perhaps one of the things he’d broken had been me.”

— Jay Kristoff

254. “It helps to hate the things you fight. But it’s far better to love the things you defend.”

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255. “The book was near falling to pieces, but the lettering was still visible, faint and faded, oui, but still there. This, too, was a strange immortality. Poems, stories, ideas, frozen forever in time. The simple wonder of books.”

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256. “There is no God that shall save thee from me,’ she vowed. ‘I am a Prince of Forever, and forever shall I hunt thee. All thou hast, shall I take. All thou art, shall I unmake. And in the end, I shall have thee on thy knees, frailblood. I shall taste thee unto dying.”

— Jay Kristoff

257. “Ash wasn’t the kind to declare affections just to hear them parroted back. No insecurity. No bait. The girl knew how she felt, she trusted Mia enough to share it, and that was all there was to it. Mia liked that about her.”

— Jay Kristoff

258. “Love is madness – or so the poets say – and a lover will do near anything to please their beloved.”

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259. “Always better to be a bastard than a fool.”

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260. “When you’ve lost everything,” she whispered, “you’re free to do anything.”

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261. “Part of having is the fear of losing. Part of creating is the fear of it breaking. Part of beginning is the fear of your ending. Fear is never a choice. Never a choice. But letting it rule you is.”

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262. “We only die if we are forgotten. Burn bright. Burn brief. But burn.”

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263. “Memory is an unreliable narrator at best, and at worst, a lying fiend.”

— Jay Kristoff

264. “Putting two and two together, the girl discovered she was beginning to hate mathematics.”

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265. “Affection’s a two-way street.”

— Jay Kristoff

266. “It took a lot of love to hate her the way I do.”

— Jay Kristoff

267. “Bad men never realize when the monster is them.”

— Jay Kristoff

268. “The road is black ahead,’ I told her. ‘And it’s hard to keep walking when you can’t see the ground beneath your feet. But that’s what courage is. The will to keep walking in the darkness.”

— Jay Kristoff

269. “It’s hard to drown your sorrows when the little bastards can swim.”

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270. “I will not give my heart to a coward. I will give it to a lion.”

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271. “BEFORE HE BURNS his bridges, a man should learn to swim.”

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272. “Aurora Legion squads will be known for their honor. Their willingness to hold the line. They will be champions of peace, of justice. And for generations, people in need will sigh in relief when they see our ships arrive.”

— Jay Kristoff

273. “You can try to fill it with whatever you like. Wine. Women. Work. In the end, a hole is still a hole.”

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274. “And as I’d once told Astrid, other people’s business was ever my favorite kind.”

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275. “Sometimes life changes us for the better. Sometimes the worse. But everything under the sky is in the process of becoming something else. Something new. This is a world of butterflies.”

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276. “A book captures a story within its pages. Not like a specimen pinned out lifelessly for display, but vivid and alive. A whole world lies within the cover, a life waiting to e lived by each new reader.”

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277. “But dreamweed was a hard narcotic, favored of soothsingers, authors, and other worthless tossers.”

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278. “No fear. Only fury.”

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279. “Tantos libros y tan poco tiempo!”

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280. “Folk who know nothing still insist on saying something.”

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281. “And to the swell of that horrid tune, legs kicking, face purpling, her father had begun dancing.”

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282. “There’s enough thermex inside Kaiser to level a house. So unless you’d like your nice, glowy walls decorated in a lovely new color called blood and brains, I suggest you let me up. Now.”

— Jay Kristoff

283. “We are not made more by the stories we read, but by the stories we share.”

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284. “Measure yourself not by where others are, but where you used to be.”

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285. “To hate the thing that is completing you. To love the thing that is destroying you. What perfect suffering. What hell divine.”

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286. “This is what family is, I realize. To never be alone.”

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287. “We stand the weight, that others might be spared the burden.”

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288. “When your whole world is going to hell, all you need is someone who sounds like he knows the way.”

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289. “I asked myself if God loved us, how it was he could hate that we found love ourselves.”

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290. “My mother teases my father, saying he can only create people, while authors can create entire worlds. Father always smiles and replies, “Give me time, love.”

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291. “HERE’S A TRUTH about sword fighting, coldblood: Even if you’re bad at it, when the person you’re fighting doesn’t have one? You’re still going to be pretty good.”

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292. “Those hurt will hurt in kind. Cruelty is an infection, spread from one victim to the next; an avalanche rolling ever downhill and crashing worst upon those at the bottom of the pile.”

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293. “Because to be alive was ever in some way to be afraid.”

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294. “This world won’t give you what you want just because you asked nicely, girl. Not respect. Not love. Not peace. You get what you earn. You eat what you kill.”

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295. “Truth is, the questions you hear in the quiet are always the most terrifying, because most people never take the time to listen to the answers.”

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296. “It is a fine gift to have others believe in you, sinner. It is a different boon entire to believe in yourself.”

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297. “Life is not a story you can tell. It’s only a story you can live. The bright news is, you get to choose what kind yours will be. A story of horror, or a story of courage. A story of indulgence, or a story of duty. The story of a monster. Or the story of a man. What will your story be?”

— Jay Kristoff

298. “It’s a strange thing, to be a sibling. So much rancor and love. Hate and history. It’s a bond forged in iron, that tie. It takes a great deal of work to sunder it entirely. But it can be done.”

— Jay Kristoff