Top 500 Laini Taylor Quotes (2024 Update)
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151. “The library knows its own mind,” old Master Hyrrokkin told him, leading him back up the secret stairs. “When it steals a boy, we let it keep him.”

— Laini Taylor

152. “The terror-the terror, the terror-lingered, and there was something else. It came with the dream, every time, and didn’t recede with it but stayed like something a tide had washed in. Something awful-a rank leviathan corpse left to rot on the shore of her mind. It was remorse. But god, that was too bloodless a word for it,. This feeling the dream left her with, it was knives of panic and horror resting bright atop a red and meaty wound-fester of guilt.”

— Laini Taylor

153. “She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox’s tongue. She tastes like hope.”

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154. “There was no echo, no reverberation. If anything the room ate sound. It swallowed her voice, her words, and her eternal, inadequate apology. But not her memories. She would never be rid of those.”

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155. “Dorul ei de dragoste o facea sa se simta ca un pisoi care se invartea mereu printre glezne, mieunand Mangaie-ma, mangaie-ma, uita-te la mine, iubeste-ma .”

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156. “Even after all these years, the thought of Isagol the Terrible stirred such a storm in him- of rancor and longing, desire and disgust, violence and even affection- all of it seething and bleeding and writhing, like a pit of rats eating one another alive.”

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157. “It’s all very nice for Christians, yes? ‘Angels’ in Rome, ‘demons’ here. How neat, how tidy for the Western world view, and how wrong.”

— Laini Taylor

158. “An alien landing would unify the world, just like in a science fiction movie. But “angels” had the potential to splinter humanity into a thousand sharp shards.”

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159. “Live bitter, so the crows will have no taste for you when you’re dead.”

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160. “Few will ever witness an act destined to become legend. How does it happen, that the events of a day, or a night – or a life – are translated into story? There is a gap in between, where awe has carved a space that words have yet to fill.”

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161. “The silence, she thought, was remarkable: a perfect, shimmering thing, and fragile. Like glass, if it shattered, it would never come back together again.”

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162. “They were tower stairs, a tight corkscrew down. The spiraling descent made Karou dizzy: down, around, down, around, hypnotic, until it seemed as if she were caught in a purgatory of stairs and would go down like this forever.”

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163. “If only it were that easy to let go of hate. Just relax your face.”

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164. “To be one of a pair of bodies that knew that melting fusion. To reach and find. To be and reached for and found. To belong to a mutual certainty. To wake up holding hands.”

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165. “In truth, she had claim to no nationality. Her papers were all forgeries, and her accents -all except one, in her first language, which was not of human origin- were all fakes.”

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166. “My tiny scary friend is coming.”

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167. “I hope, child, but I don’t wish. There’s a difference.”

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168. “I’m not a dream,” said Sarai. There was bitterness in her voice. “I’m a nightmare.”

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169. “Have you drowned stars like they were babies in a bath? I ended the First Age, and I’ll end the second, too.”

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170. “The main thing I’ve learned is that we all have to learn to work with – and appreciate – the brain we’ve been given, and not waste time wishing things were easier.”

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171. “Don’t I deserve to finally be free of you?”

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172. “A bruxis. That was the one wish more powerful than a gavriel, and its trade value was singular: The only way to purchase one was with one’s own teeth. All of them, self-extracted.”

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173. “It’s the mind. It’s the most complex and astonishing thing there is, that there’s a world inside each of us that no one else can ever know or see or visit.”

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174. “El Amor es un Elemento. – Akiva.”

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175. “No, not like bacteria, like butterflies, and some people’s butterflies react to other people’s, on a chemical level, like pheromones, so that when they’re nearby, your butterflies start to dance. They can’t help it – it’s chemical.”

— Laini Taylor

176. “Kizzy wanted it all so bad her soul leaned half out of her body hungering after it, and that was what drove the goblins wild, her soul hanging out there like an untucked shirt.”

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177. “Without his books, his room felt like a body with its hearts cut out.”

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178. “One can’t be irredeemable who shows reverence for books.”

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179. “Happiness. It was the place where passion, with all its dazzle and drumbeat, met something softer: homecoming and safety and pure sunbeam comfort. It was all those things, intertwined with the heat and the thrill, and it was as bright within her as a swallowed star.”

— Laini Taylor

180. “His smiles had been pickled things, as though they’d been preserved in vinegar on some earlier occasion, to be pulled out to act as garnish to his artfully plated expressions.”

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181. “It was funny, she thought, but her smile turned wistful because she had nobody to tell.”

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182. “He didn’t think like other people. He didn’t dismiss magic out of hand, and he didn’t believe that fairy tales were just for children. He knew magic was real, because he’d felt it.”

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183. “How could you tell if your instincts were just hope in disguise, and if your hope was really desperation parading as possibility?”

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184. “You don’t know yet what you’re capable of, but I’m willing to bet it’s extraordinary.”

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185. “I have no strategy. I just want to skip all this and get to the part where he’s my boyfriend. Not to mention, you know, the part where he’s aware I exist.”

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186. “That faeries have forgotten the Tapestry; that is the greatest tragedy of all. It’s the fabric of all creation and it’s woven of dreams, the dreams of the Djinn. Dreams are real, Magpie. They’re seed and water and sun. They’re everything.”

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187. “I think you’re a fairy tale. I think you’re magical, and brave, and exquisite. And I hope you’ll let me be in your story.”

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188. “Thank you, but we respectfully decline your overture, being more enjoyably occupied at present.”

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189. “Strange the dreamer – library stowaway and scholar of fairy tales – had never been thirstier, or more full of wonder.”

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190. “There are other ways of showing someone you love them, such as fetching them out of Hell.”

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191. “What are we fighting for? What are we killing for? What do you see when you look into the future?”

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192. “Fairy-tale city. From the air, red rooftops hug a kink in a dark river, and by night the forested hills appear as spans of black nothing against the dazzle of the lit castle, the spiking Gothic towers, the domes great and small. The river captures all the lights and teases them out, long and wavering, and the side-slashing rain blurs it all to a dream. This was Akiva’s first sight of Prague;.”

— Laini Taylor

193. “It was sadness, lostness, and the worst thing about it was the way it seemed like a default – like it was there all the time, and all her other expressions were just an array of masks she used to cover it up.”

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194. “A thousand things might have stopped me from being here right now, but instead, a thousand things brought me here.”

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195. “He’d had to watch Madrigal die, and he hadn’t understood the fervor – the ecstasy – of the crowd. He hadn’t understood why the only one who mourned her was the enemy, driven to his knees and bloody from torture.”

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196. “I met an angel in Morocco and all I got were these lousy scars.”

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197. “For what was a person but the sum of all the scraps of their memory and experience: a finite set of components with an infinite array of expressions.”

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198. “It’s not stalking if you don’t follow them home, right?”

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199. “Love that sets forth the soul like springtime and ripens it like summer. Love as rarely exists in reality, as if a master alchemist has taken it and distilled out all the impurities, every petty disenchantment, every unworthy thought, into a perfect elixir, sweet and deep and all-consuming.”

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200. “The iguana was not invited.”

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