Top 350 Kiersten White Quotes (2024 Update)
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301. “He mapped my own veins with his fingers, plotting the course of my heart.”

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302. “Mercy is the one thing I cannot afford. Not yet. When Wallachia is stable, when we have rebuilt, then yes. What we do now, we do so that someday mercy will be able to survive here.”

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303. “Today, he saw the true cost of two men’s immovable wills. He saw what happened when men were forced to fight each other for months on end. It was not merely sickness of the body that plagued sieges, but sickness of the soul that turned men into monsters.”

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304. “The price of living seems to always be death.”

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305. “Some things you can’t fight,” she says, crouching low and fixing her sad green eyes on me. “Some things you have to just survive.”

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306. “Pretending is another way of lying, and I am so good at both.”

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307. “It was up to daughters to figure out survival by any means possible.”

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308. “I won. That is all that matters.” With a scream, Lada twisted herself up and bit her father’s hand. “God’s wounds!” He dropped her on the floor. She tucked into a ball, rolled out of his reach, then crouched, baring her teeth at him. The nurse cringed, waiting for Vlad to fly into a rage and beat Lada. Or beat her for her failure to keep Lada tame and docile. Instead, he laughed. “My daughter is feral.”

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309. “Jack fell to his knees on the bench, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy a he clutched both hands to his heart. “Oh, heavens above, to have seen such beauty with my own eyes! It’s more than I ever hoped for. But how can I live now, knowing that you’re not mine? Please.” He crawled forward to the edge of the bench. “Marry me. Nay, marriage will cost is precious moments together. Let us make sweet, passionate love right here. Let me beat your children.”

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310. “What, then, was left to her? She had no allies. She had no throne. She had no Mehmed, no Radu. She had only these sharp men and sharp knives and sharp dreams, and no way to make use of any of them.”

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311. “Lada imagined she was climbing to Mehmed’s side to fight next to him. And then she imagined she would be aiming the cannon at his heart instead.”

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312. “A dragon burned everything around herself until it was purified in ash.”

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313. “But yes, love as cancer holds up quite well. Something that grows inside of you against your will and without your consent, slowly taking over more and more vital parts until it kills you. That fits nicely.”

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314. “What would you sacrifice for power?”

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315. “Even when the stories told were true, they never talked about what happened after the quest. About all the wounds–visible and otherwise–that lingered long after the neat close of the tale. They had rescued the damsel. The end. But there was still so much pain there, and perhaps there always would be.”

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316. “It was not merely sickness of the body that plagued sieges, but sickness of the soul that turned men into monsters.”

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317. “But hands painted red are hands that do what needs to be done.”

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318. “A man dove in front of her, tackling the wolf and rolling with it. Sir Tristan. The wolf clamped down on his forearm, breaking through the leather. Sir Tristan shouted with as much fury as the wolf’s growls. He threw it free. Then he ran to Guinevere, picked her up, and tossed her into Arthur’s waiting arms.”

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319. “She had constant tension from her magic knotted into the rooms and surrounding city, and even if that had not been the case, she found herself perpetually mulling over the figurative knots of her life and choices, checking for weaknesses, for where she could have done better.”

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320. “What do you think? Does this face make me look fat?”

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321. “His voice was as easy as a summer breeze, but it carried a hint of wildfire smoke.”

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322. “Make him shut up!” Lada climbed over her father’s largest hound, grizzled and patient with age. “How should I do that?” “Smother him!”

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323. “That is the part of being king. Of being queen. Making choices that will hurt some but save others. And often not knowing until it is too late who will be hurt and who will be saved. I am sorry you have to share it, but I am glad to have the company.”

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324. “What we do now, we do so that someday mercy will be able to survive here.”

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325. “They are not always green, your eyes. Sometimes they are blue like the sky. In Camelot, they are gray like the stones. I like green and blue better.”

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326. “Darkness was the great equalizer. Everyone was the same in the dark. Colorless. Featureless. Powerless.”

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327. “Being chosen is easy. Making choices will break your heart.”

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328. “It was not easy, revolving around someone who did not revolve around her.”

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329. “He did what men always do. He wanted it, and so he claimed it.”

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330. “Change we don’t choose is hard. Trauma puts things inside your soul you never asked for. Sure, sometimes it’s demonic. But sometimes it’s just growing up.”

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331. “Because she, too, was grateful for who she was. She would not wish any part of herself away.”

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332. “He is like the sun. When he is focused on you, everything is bright and warm. Everything is possible. But the problem with knowing the warmth of the sun is how keenly you feel it’s absence when it shines elsewhere. And a king must always shine elsewhere.”

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333. “It makes a soul lonely when even your tongue has no home.”

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334. “An old, battered dragon was still a dragon, and the darkness had always loved them.”

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335. “They abandoned us. Buffy led the charge, as always. She was the first Slayer in our entire history who rejected our guidance. Our knowledge. Our help. Like we were holding her back instead of supporting her.”

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336. “You are a strange girl,” Matthias said fondly. “I am a dragon,” she answered.”

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337. “It’s not fun anymore, but it’s important now, and he likes that.”

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338. “It was not his mind I loved. It was his esteem for me. He valued me when no one else did. And I thought it made me special, that he loved only me. I should have realized that his inability to love anyone else just meant something was wrong with him.”

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339. “People pretend things aren’t wrong, even when they can feel the truth, because they’re too afraid of what it means to look right at the horror, right at the wrongness, to face the truth in all its terrible glory. Like little kids, playing hide-and-seek. If they can’t see the monster, it can’t get them. But it can. It always can. And while you aren’t looking, it’s eating everyone around you.”

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340. “Anticipating violence always seems to create it.”

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341. “If we cut off everyone whose choices differ from our own, we would stagnate and cease to learn, cease to grow. We must let people choose their path, and let them go as they see fit, but always leave a door open for them to return.”

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342. “Despite what others may call them, no one is ever truly lost. There is always hope in the Force.”

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343. “I do not want you to forget me. Think of me often. Think of me at the most inappropriate times. But think of me honestly, and remember that I am answering for my own mistakes.”

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344. “She missed death the first time it came for her, and she was ready – maybe even eager – for it here. For that last, final, ultimate hiding place, the darkness in which no one could ever find her. Not her father, not her guilt or her shame, not hunger or fear or want.”

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345. “To the youngest generations we’ve tasked with saving us all: You shouldn’t have to. I’m so sorry.”

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346. “The sun creeps along, as the sun is wont to do. The occasional insect wanders across Mack’s legs, as insects are wont to do. Mack does nothing, as Mack is wont to do.”

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347. “But he’d didn’t know what to say. “Thanks for the adventure. Hope your new lives are great. Please miss me, so I feel like I had an impact here.”

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348. “I am forever loving things that cannot love me back.”

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349. “You never forget the lesson that they would rather destroy you than let you inconvenience them.”

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350. “Anything with a purpose to obscure could not help but reveal in equal measure.”

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