Top 350 Kiersten White Quotes (2025 Update)
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101. “Time, the moon, arguments, and, most of all, coins. All good things are circular.”

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102. “Sometimes we were strangers even to ourselves.”

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103. “Lightning clawed across the sky, tracing veins through the clouds and marking the pulse of the universe itself.”

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104. “There was a dangerous magic in pretending. Pretend long enough, and who could say what was real?”

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105. “Why must I always be a man’s servant?” Lada demanded. “If anything, I should be partners with the devil, not his servant.”

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106. “Your father was a fool and a coward, but his choices shaped you into the fearsome creature you are. I do not want to imagine a world in which you are not you.”

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107. “Their smiles are lies. Most smiles are.”

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108. “Religion was a means to an end. She had seen it wielded as a weapon. If she needed to use it, she would, but she would never allow herself to be used by it.”

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109. “Death is never allowed to touch you.”

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110. “I scooted over, patting the bed next to me. “No such luck. And now you get to watch forty straight hours of Easton Heights with me!” He turned on the first disk, shaking his head, then got onto the bed next to me. “Small price to pay for getting to hold your hand.” I wasn’t cold anymore.”

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111. “The last time she was up here, she had been... staring up at the sky and dreaming of stars. Now, she looked down and plotted flames.”

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112. “She had never thought through the sheer logistics of this many people in a small space. Nor had she ever considered that a king would have to figure out how to deal with the chamber pots of a thousand citizens. In her head, it had been all swords and battles and glory and magic.”

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113. “Jack was balancing a spoon on his nose when I walked in. “You,” I said knocking it off his face. “Me!” He answered cheerfully.”

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114. “We do not act as your precious Christians do, slaughtering other Christians for believing the wrong way. Yes, we ask for payment. That is the price of safety. But we allow all people under our rule to believe what they will, so long as they do not disturb the peace.”

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115. “He was always with her, an appendage to her life, and she never could decide how to feel about him. Sometimes, when a smile broke across his face like sun reflecting off a stream, or she saw him relax into sleep, she was filled with an unaccountable sort of ache. It terrified her.”

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116. “I am the ocean we lived on for two months. I am empty. I am nothing.”

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117. “Maybe I’m weird, but watching Lend drive was sexy.”

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118. “You love him like a flower loves the sun.”

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119. “Radu gazed at the gilded ceiling in exasperation. “People respond to kindness, Lada. They trust a smile more than a promise that you will leave them choking on their own blood.” Lada snorted. “Yes, but my promise is more sincere than your smiles.”

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120. “Yes. He wanted Mehmed to look at him the way he had looked at Lada. He wanted Mehmed to kiss him the way he had kissed Lada. He wanted to be Lada. No, he did not. He wanted to be himself, and he wanted Mehmed to love him for being himself. His question, the question of Mehmed, was finally answered, piercing him and leaving him shaking, silent, on the floor. He did not want this answer.”

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121. “Your name is who you are, what defines you. Ancient Egyptians even believed names themselves had power. You take away someone’s name, or change it, you’re taking away a part of them. You are your name.”

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122. “People respond to kindness. They trust a smile more than a promise that you will leave them choking on their own blood.”

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123. “Tell me everything. Including how that happened.” She nodded toward his scar. “This? Alas, my beautiful face. Is it not tragic?” “You should be grateful. For the first time in your life you have two eyebrows instead of one.” Nicolae threw his head back, laughter roaring through the square. “My little dragon, always finding the bright side of life. Come. We drink.”

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124. “I cannot imagine a god who hates anything that is love, any way we find to take tender care of each other. I want you to find that same love, and I never want you to hate yourself for any love that is in you.”

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125. “Reth laughed. I punched him. It hurt. Me, not him, unfortunately.”

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126. “Plus as she put it, Prince Eric was far too hairy and peach colored for her taste. I always thought he was pretty hott, but then again, I am a mammal.”

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127. “I am yours,” she whispered. The words cut like knives, barely out of her mouth before he stole them, sealing them with his own lips.”

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128. “They know I have no choice, but if I did, they’d all be dead.”

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129. “When you start lower, you have to fight for every scrap of space you occupy in the world... Even starting from nothing, I had more luck than you. If you had been born a boy, the whole world would tremble before you.”

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130. “And so I’ll wish you safe wonderings, an utter absence of distasteful suitors, and many more days of sunshine for your hatless head.”

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131. “We have another friend in common. Sweetest girl. She’s like a sane version of you. Goes by Annie.”

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132. “Jack might look my age, but he was like a little kid on a sugar high – in need of a good spanking. – Good heavens, that sounded creepy.”

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133. “I can. You were always ruthless about finding people to love you.”

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134. “It was a lonely, cold thing to live without expectations.”

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135. “I sighed. I hate the vamp jobs. They think they’re so suave. It’s not enough for them to slaughter and eat you like a zombie would. No, they want it to be all sexy, too. And, trust me: vampires? Not. Sexy. I mean, sure, their glamours can be pretty hot, but the dry-as-bone corpse bodies shimmering underneath? Nothing attractive there.”

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136. “I wish many things, but I wish I had been able to tell you that I love you, in so many more ways than that word can convey in Alben.”

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137. “If we are defined by what we have lost, James and I will never really be found.”

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138. “I wonder if anyone gets through childhood without being broken. I certainly did not.”

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139. “Radu and Mehmed had both given her something she could not give herself, had seen her in a way no one else had and no one else ever would. They looked at her, ugly Lada, vicious Lada, and saw something precious. And she looked at them and saw Radu, her brother, her blood, her responsibility, and Mehmed, her equal, the only man great enough to be worthy of her love.”

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140. “Lada made her face stone, her heart a mountain. A mountain that would never be pierced to let cold, clear water flow. “Nothing holds me here.”

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141. “Do not make me knock your turban off.”

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142. “Sometimes I wanted to take a memory – one perfect memory – curl up in it, and go to sleep.”

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143. “She flew at him like a wild boar, all fury and animal instinct.”

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144. “Though Radu did not like the intense heat of the foundry, he visited as often as he could. And it was a good thing he had come back when he did. Urbana was screaming in Hungarian at several confused workers. Radu jumped in as a translator, though he left out most of what she said. He did not think telling the workers that they were “more useless than the rotting carcasses of a thousand dead dogs” would help morale.”

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145. “We do not need a dark queen when we have so much darkness within ourselves.”

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146. “Then the other door opened. I wen’t rigid. If I had thought Reth’s was beautiful, it was nothing to this soul. It filled the night with light, dancing and rippling like the reflection on a pond. I hadn’t seen many souls, but I knew this one was special. I wanted it. I needed it.”

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147. “Well, are you ready, Lada Dragwlya, daughter of the dragon?” Fire burned in her heart, and her wounded soul spread out, casting a shadow like wings across her country. This was hers. Not because of her father. Not because of Mehmed. Because the land itself had claimed her as its own. “Not Dragwlya,” she said. “Lada Dracul. I am no longer the daughter of the dragon.” She lifted her chin, sights set on the horizon. “I am the dragon.”

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148. “She would never admit it to Nicolae, could barely admit it to herself, but she would stay for Mehmed. She would stay for the way she felt when his mouth or eyes were on her. And she would stay for the power it gave her.”

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149. “I lie constantly. All the time. I’m nothing but one big mass of lies.”

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150. “If we were not pushing, fighting, claiming what is ours and challenging what is not yet ours, others would be doing it to us. It is the way of the world. You can be the aggressor, you can fight against crusaders on their own land, or you can stay at home and wait for them to come to you. And they would come. They would come with fire, with disease, with swords and blood and death. Weakness is an irresistible lure.”

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