Top 500 Laini Taylor Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “When a street musician lowered his violin to inquire, ‘Hey lovely, what you got there?’ she said, ‘Musicians who ask questions,’ and kept on dragging.”

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102. “He wanted to tell her that everything he had done he had done because he was broken, because watching her die had destroyed him, but there was no way to say it that didn’t sound like he was trying to pin the blame outside himself.”

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103. “There were no books to hide behind, and no shadows – only Lazlo Strange in his worn gray robes, with his nose that had been broken by fairy tales, looking like the hero of no story ever told. Or. No story yet told.”

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104. “There is the past, and there is the future. The present is never more than the single second dividing one from the other. We live poised on that second as it’s hurtling forward-toward what?”

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105. “And I suppose all the wishes come true,” Minya said, sarcastic. “Of course not, silly girl,” Suheyla retorted. She had not grown up in an era of optimism, but that didn’t mean they’d lived without dreams. “Wishes don’t just come true. They’re only the target you paint around what you want. You still have to hit the bull’s-eye yourself.”

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106. “She keeps her eyes closed but smiles, giving herself away. “Shush, I’m having a dream.” “It’s not a dream. It’s all real.” “How would you know? You’re not even in it.” She feels playful, heavy with happiness. With rightness. “I’m in all of them,” he says. “It’s where I live now.”

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107. “It was cruel. Like opening a birdcage to let the bird fly out, whilst all the while it’s tethered by the leg, and freedom is only an illusion.”

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108. “Te has preguntado alguna vez si son los monstruos los que provocan la guerra, o si es la guerra la que genera monstruos.”

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109. “The audacity to love. Do you know what a gift that is?”

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110. “Beauty,’ Brimstone had scoffed once. ‘Humans are fools for it. As helpless as moths who hurl themselves at fire.”

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111. “Strange the dreamer,” they called him. “That dreamer, Strange.”

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112. “If there is a sphere where ‘angels’ dwell, is it a matter of semantics, whether we choose to call it Heaven?”

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113. “She might have lived her life in this effulgence of mountain light.”

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114. “Good people do all the things bad people do, Lazlo. It’s just that when they do them, they call it justice.”

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115. “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.”

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116. “Once upon a time, a girl lived in a sandcastle, making monsters to send through a hole in the sky.”

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117. “People are our safe places. I have one: a person who’s a home and a world to me.”

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118. “Of course,” said Mik, without missing a beat. “However, as cool a word as samurai is, I don’t think it’s what we really mean. We just want to be able to kick ass, right?” “Well, definitely don’t phrase it that way. We’d probably just become highly skilled at kicking people in the ass. Don’t turn your back on them,” she intoned. “They never miss.”

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119. “Scientist and smart fellow learner-of-stuff, want to do samurai-monster training with us? We intend to become dangerous.”

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120. “Cats and ghosts both partook of the saucers of milk and that was okay. They consumed different parts of it: the cats its substance, the ghosts its essence, and none went to waste.”

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121. “She just kept it to herself, as she kept so many things to herself.”

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122. “The two of them were stoic and stone-faced and ten feet apart, currently not even looking at each other, but Zuzana had the impression of a pair of magnets pretending not to be magnets. Which, you know, only works until it doesn’t.”

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123. “Where am I and doing what? You might well ask. Freaky chick, you say? You can’t imagine. I am priestess of a sandcastle in a land of dust and starlight.”

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124. “We’re all on the same side. Even her. You can be on the same side and have different ideas.”

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125. “I want to touch with my mouth. His mouth, with my mouth. Maybe his neck, too. But first things first: Make him aware I exist. It’s possible that he is already aware, if only in a ‘don’t step on the small girl’ kind of way.”

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126. “As for fairy tales, he understood that they were reflections of the people who had spun them, and were flecked with little truths – intrusions of reality into fantasy, like toast crumbs on a wizard’s beard.”

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127. “All empires fail. They overreach, spread too thin, collect one enemy too many. They’re gnawed at from within by corruption, greed, betrayal.”

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128. “And none of us became children to be orphans.”

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129. “I would have chosen you, if they had let me choose.”

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130. “The dream chooses the dreamer, not the other way around.”

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131. “She was like springtime distilled into a person.”

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132. “One world on its own is a strange enough seethe of coiling, unknowable veins of intention and chance, but two? Where two worlds mingle breath through rips in the sky, the strange becomes stranger, and many things may come to pass that few imaginations could encompass.”

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133. “There’s a long pause. But it’s not a bad pause, because Mik is looking at me like I’m the treasure from the high shelf that someone’s just taken down and put into his hands. I find I don’t mind being looked at like this. I don’t mind it at all.”

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134. “He looked him right in the eyes and saw a man who was great and good and human, who had done extraordinary things and terrible things and been broken and reassembled as a shell, only then to do the bravest thing of all: He had kept on living, though there are easier paths to take.”

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135. “It seemed like just another Monday, innocent but for its essential Mondayness, not to mention its Januaryness. It was cold, and it was dark – in the dead of winter the sun didn’t rise until eight – but it was also lovely. The falling snow and the early hour conspired to paint Prague ghostly, like a tintype photograph, all silver and haze.”

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136. “Here, captured between covers, was the history of the human imagination, and nothing had ever been more beautiful, or fearsome, or bizarre. Here were spells and curses and myths and legends, and Strange the dreamer had for so long fed his mind on them that if one could wander into it, they would discover a fantasia.”

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137. “He led, and Ziri knew firsthand how his fearlessness spread like wildfire in the fray. It was what made him great.”

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138. “She stabbed him in the armpit, deep, and he dropped his sword. And died. So that’s what is feels like, she thought as her boldness gave away to trembling. It feels awful.”

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139. “Oh, Hell. Must. Mate. Immediately.”

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140. “If you’re afraid of your own dreams, you’re welcome here in mine.”

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141. “It seemed she was in a cathedral – if, that is, the earth itself were to dream a cathedral into being over thousands of years of water weeping through stone.”

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142. “The goblins want girls who dream so hard about being pretty their yearning leaves a palpable trail, a scent goblins can follow like sharks on a soft bloom of blood. The girls with hungry eyes who pray each night to wake up as someone else. Urgent, unkissed, wishful girls. Like Kizzy.”

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143. “In moments Akiva was up in the ether, scarcely feeling the sting of ice crystals in the thin air. He let his glamour fall away, and his wings were like sheets of fire sweeping the black of the heavens. He moved at speed, onward toward another human city to find another doorway bitter with the devil’s magic, and after that another, until all bore the black handprint... Once all the doors were marked, the end would begin. And it would begin with fire.”

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144. “The way he looked at her, she felt like some kind of miracle, as though his dreamer’s eyes cast her in their glow of wonder.”

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145. “Your entire being can become a scream. At the edge of a hurled knife, that fast. Karou’s did. She wasn’t flesh and blood in that instant but only air rushing in to gather for a scream that might never end.”

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146. “When all else fails: explosions.”

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147. “But my family has always stuck to fabrication, with the idea that you can be decent at two high art forms or you can excel at one. We excel. Excellently.”

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148. “It’s like all my life I’ve been this tower standing at the edge of the ocean for some obscure purpose, and only now, almost eighteen years in, has someone thought to flip the switch that reveals that I’m not a tower at all. I’m a lighthouse. It’s like waking up. I am incandescent.”

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149. “It was like fighting a tide, and in the fight was the same terror: of being swept into deep water, beyond all safety.”

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150. “He didn’t believe in magic and demons. He believed in day and night, endurance and fury, cold mud and loneliness and the speed with which blood leaves the body.”

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