Top 500 Laini Taylor Quotes (2024 Update)
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201. “He believed in magic, like a child, and in ghosts, like a peasant.”

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

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203. “The youth are the spoils of war.”

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204. “To a new generation of butterflies, hopefully less stupid than the last.”

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205. “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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206. “Vengeance ought to be spoken through gritted teeth, spittle flying, the cords of one’s soul so entangled in it that you can’t let it go, even if you try. If you feel it – if you really feel it – then you speak it like it’s a still-beating heart clenched in your fist and there’s blood running down your arm, dripping off your elbow, and you can’t let go.”

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

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208. “The goddess of dreams, she thought, if there were such a person, would wear gossamer and moonlight. No sooner did she think it than she was it. Her skin let off a subtle glow. Her dress floated like evaporating mist, and a corona of stars and fireflies perched on her red-brown hair.”

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

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211. “Strange the dreamer was an artist, too, and he was the antidote to vile.”

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212. “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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213. “The iguana was not invited.”

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214. “With the infinite patience of one who has learned to live broken, he awaited her return.”

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215. “He actually listened, rather than pretending to listen while waiting a suitable interval before it was his time to talk again...”

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216. “A man once said, ‘All you need in this life is ignorance and confidence; then success is sure.’ Mark Twain, you know. He had a fine mustache. Men of wisdom so often do.”

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217. “Everyone else had managed to pick up the tatters and mend them into wearable lives. Why couldn’t he?”

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218. “You think good people can’t hate?” she asked. “You think good people don’t kill?”

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219. “He listened like a cactus drinks the rain.”

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220. “Love affair. Doesn’t that sound so middle-aged? And also ill-fated. Like ill-fated is an understood prefix to love affair. Well, ill-fated is fine, as long as it’s a meaty and fraught ill-fated love affair, not a pale and insipid one.”

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221. “If it’s not chocolate, it’s not breakfast.”

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222. “We might be at odds, hate each other, and desire each other’s destruction, but in our despair, we are lost in the same darkness, breathing the same air as we choke on our grief.”

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223. “The eye’s perception of texture is pale compared to the lips’, and I didn’t know what velvety was until I knew it with my lips. Oh, kissing. Oh, violin boy.”

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224. “Dialogue is the place that books are most alive and forge the most direct connection with readers. It is also where we as writers discover our characters and allow them to become real.”

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225. “He dreamed of deserts and great empty cities and imagined he could feel the minutes and hours of his life running through him, as though he were nothing but an hourglass of flesh and bone.”

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226. “Her lips were still moving, whispering the same words over and over. “They were all I could carry. They were all I could carry.”

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227. “The tattered lace of darkness still hung over the city, as if night were a grim bride trudging to the horizon, trailing her shadowy train.”

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228. “A man should have squint lines from looking at the horizon, not just from reading in dim light.”

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229. “Those seraphim who escaped into the neighbor world Eretz managed to hold the portal closed, and they held it to this day, pouring their strength into shoring up their sky to keep the darkness at bay. A bold young queen in that distant world was even now training a legion of angels and chimaera to battle the darkness and hopefully destroy it. But that’s another story.”

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230. “His warmth was like a gift given and snatched away, and she stood there with her back to the window, feeling chilled, bereft, and undone. And angry. It was a childish, cartoonish anger- facing Akiva, she had wanted to beat her fists at his chest and then fall against him and feel his arms close around her.”

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231. “Let’s just get this out of the way so I can relax. Karou, your friends aren’t going to eat us, are they?” No, Karou thought. They are not. She whispered back, “I don’t think so. But try not to look delicious, okay?” She was rewarded with a snort from Zuzana. “That poses a problem, seeing as how we are totally delicious.”

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232. “Peace is more than the absence of war.”

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233. “The world was carnage. You either suffered it or inflicted it.”

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234. “Remember: The spirit grows sluggish when you neglect the passions.”

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235. “Pentru ca, dintre toate lucrurile de pe lume, aceasta era dorul ei cel mai mare de orfana : dragostea.”

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236. “Being near her was like balancing on a tipping world, trying to keep your footing as the ground wanted to roll you forward, hurl you into a spiral from which there was no recovery, only impact, and it was a longed-for impact, a sweet and beckoning collision.”

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237. “The mind is good at hiding things, but there’s something it cannot do: It can’t erase. It can only conceal, and concealed things are not gone. They rot. They fester, they leak poisons. They ache and stink. They hiss like serpents in tall grass.”

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238. “Plants... dreamed they were birds... and they found rich soil and sweet seas and plants that dreamed they were birds and drifted up to the clouds on leaves like wings.”

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239. “What she had shared with Akiva could not be touched by shame. Madrigal lifted her voice to say, “We dreamed together of the world remade.”

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240. “Stop squandering yourself, child. Wait for love.”

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241. “Like nightmares, dreams were insidious things, and didn’t like being locked away.”

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242. “It was a different life out here, but make no mistake: Lazlo was every bit the dreamer he had always been, if not more. He might have left his books, but he carried all his stories with him.”

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243. “None of us became monks to be nursemaids.” To which the child Lazlo replied, with fire in his soul, “And none of us became children to be orphans.” But.”

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244. “The goddess of assassins has tasted my blood, he thought, and he wondered if she liked it, and wanted more.”

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245. “A dream, just a dream. Damn it. How had it gotten in? Lurking vulture dreams, circling, just waiting for her to nod off.”

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246. “No era tiempo para enamorarse.”

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247. “The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion – to close a door in one’s own self and forget it was ever there. If you had hate, then you could see suffering – and cause it – and feel nothing except perhaps a sordid vindication.”

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248. “There is unique pleasure in introducing the bizarre and inconceivable to others.”

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249. “He had melted away, and she felt his absence like a space cut from the air.”

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250. “Wasn’t that what religions did? Squint at one another and declare, ‘My unprovable belief is better than your unprovable belief. Suck it.”

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