Top 500 Laini Taylor Quotes (2024 Update)
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301. “It’s the fuel for everything our people have done to each other since the beginning. That’s what makes peace seem impossible. How can you blame someone for wanting to kill the killer of their loved ones? How can you fault people for what they do in grief?”

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302. “She hadn’t known she was crushed until she wasn’t, and she didn’t know she was fragmented until she became whole.”

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303. “He blushed, abashed. “I’m sorry.” “I’m going to impose a fine on apologies,” she said. “I didn’t like to mention it last night, but today is your new beginning. Ten silver every time you say you’re sorry.” Lazlo laughed, and had to bite his tongue before apologizing for apologizing. “It was trained into me,” he said. “I’m helpless.”

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304. “No, I have to lure him out, like a will-o’-the-wisp, tease him deeper and deeper into the forest until he is lost and doomed. Without the forest or the doom – just the luring. Like a Venus flytrap that says I am a delicious flower come taste me and then snap! Devour. Without the devouring.”

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305. “Better to be the cat gazing coolly down from a high wall, its expression inscrutable. The cat that shunned petting, that needed no one. Why couldn’t she be that cat?”

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306. “Skathis might have been an artist, but he’d been a vile one. Strange the dreamer was an artist, too, and he was the antidote to vile.”

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307. “I’ve never liked to call it that,” cut in Thyon – softly, like a confession. “It’s bitter on my tongue. I think of it as the Unseen City instead.”

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308. “What does true even mean when it comes to a face? Only souls are true, and when you spill them to the air they melt away...”

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309. “There were some piled furs in the corner, but they were gross and old, and Zuzana was pretty sure that a variety of otherworldly vermin were living out rich, multigenerational sagas in them.”

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310. “Head held high, she stepped toward the block and sank to her knees, and it was then that Akiva started to scream. His voice soared over the pandemonium – a scream to scour the souls of all gathered, a sound to drive ghosts from their nests.”

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311. “I started blogging in 2006 when I had sold my first novel but it had not yet been published, in those anxious months in between while I learned the whole process.”

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312. “It was like dying, but without the consolation of oblivion.”

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313. “There, there,” consoled Lazlo. “You’re a very fierce warrior. Don’t cry. You’re terrifying.”

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314. “It was interesting the way a small hate could grow inside a big hate and take it over.”

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315. “Music. Close your eyes and it’s a rosebush blooming in time lapse so that it shoots and blossoms flow outward in a swift choreography of growth and collapse, twine and coil, release and fade. Close your eyes and music paints light vines and calligraphy on the darkness within you.”

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316. “It’s easy to make people cry. Grief, humiliation, anger – there are countless avenues to tears. It’s easy to make them scream, too. There are so many things to fear.”

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317. “Push the chair in too quickly or too slowly, or else sit too soon or too heavily, and misadventure ensues, perhaps even an unintended baptism of the hindquarters.”

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318. “I’m lucky I’m even alive,” she announced. “When I was little, I sucked on duck eyeballs.”

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319. “She tried to pray, but she had only ever prayed at night, and it seemed to her that the moons made poor protectors when angels chose to hunt by day.”

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320. “Why not open the door, and open their arms, and close them again around each other? Did the not understand how, in the strange chemistry of human emotion, his suffering and her, mingled together, could... countervail each other?”

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321. “The ones who know can’t tell us, and the ones who tell us don’t know.”

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322. “His shadow splayed out huge before him, and his mind gleamed with ancient wars and winged beings, a mountain of melted demon bones and the city on the far side of it – a city that had vanished in the mists of time.”

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323. “He had, in his hearts, declared war on the dark child, but Lazlo was no warrior, and his hearts had no talent for hate.”

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324. “It wasn’t simply a question of parlors and tea trays – though there was that, too. If she were coming in reality he would be limited by reality. But dreams were a different matter. He was Strange the Dreamer. This was his realm, and there were no limits here.”

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325. “And so this paradise was like a jewel box without a jewel. There it lay, day after day... , and waited for lovers to find it and fill it with their happiness.”

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326. “Anyone who would wear all white like that clearly had issues. Just looking at him made her wish she had a paintball gun, but hell, you couldn’t pack for every eventuality.”

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327. “Never attempt an alliance without chocolate.”

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328. “They fell into the stars in a rush of air and ether. They breathed each other’s breath. They had never been this close. It was all velocity and dream physics – no more need to stand or lean or fly, but only fall. They were both already fallen. They would never finish falling. The universe was endless, and love had its own logic. Their bodies curved together, pressed, and found their perfect fit.”

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329. “This was not the frustration one feels at waking from a sweet dream. It was the desolation of having found the place that fits, the one true place, and experiencing the first heady sigh of rightness before being torn away and cast back into random, lonely scatter.”

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330. “Las cosas cambian. Pueden cambiarlas quienes tienen voluntad de hacerlo.”

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331. “It’s easy to get published once you have written a really good book and the hard part, 99 percent of what you need to worry about, is really finishing it.”

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332. “Once upon a time, chimaera descended by the thousands into a cathedral beneath the earth. And never left.”

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333. “I’ve always been a reader and a writer.”

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334. “She tasted of fairytales.”

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335. “The truth, she found, felt smooth, like a skipping stone in the palm of your hand.”

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336. “There were two mysteries, actually: one old, one new. The old one opened his mind, but it was the new one that climbed inside, turned several circle, and settled in with a grunt – like a satisfied dragon in a new cozy lair. And there it would remain – the mystery, in his mind – exhaling enigma for years to come.”

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337. “Staring at herself in the mirror, she found that she’d lost the ability to see herself through her own eyes. She was only what humans would see. Not a girl or a woman or someone in between. They wouldn’t see her loneliness or fear or courage, let alone her humanity. They would see only obscenity. Calamity.”

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338. “And when her hearts resumed beating, she imagined she could feel a spill of light into the veins that carried her spirit.”

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339. “For an instant, at least, they seemed one and the same, as though all anguish exists in the same deep well, no matter what loss or misfortune leads us to it. We might be at odds, hate each other, and desired each others 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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340. “Life won’t just happen to you, boy,” he said. “You have to happen to it. Remember: The spirit grows sluggish when you neglect the passions.”

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341. “Here was the radical notion that you might help someone simply because they needed it.”

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342. “And what’s the point of being young if you can’t ignore all advice?” Master.”

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343. “Seventh bearer of the cursed name Akiva.” Here he paused, speculative. “No Misbegotten ever bore that name to manhood before you. Did you know that? Old Byon the steward, he gave it out of spite. Wanted your mother to beg him not to. Any other woman in the harem would have, but not Festival. ‘Scribble whatever you like on your list, old man,’ she told him. ‘My son will not be tangled in your feeble fates.’”

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344. “There are maps in me but I am lost, and there are skies in me but they are dead.”

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345. “Bitter, bitter, this desolation of angels.”

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346. “You mean he came to your school? The scandalous rodent-loaf!”

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347. “And there’s no better way to thaw a face, as it turns out, than with another face.”

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348. “She’d poured so much of herself into keeping it buried, sometimes it felt like any energy she might have had for joy or love or light went there instead. You only had so much to give.”

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349. “He’d felt this before and never wanted to feel it again. It could only diminish the memory of Madrigal; it already was. Again his memory failed to conjure her face. It was like trying to call up a melody while another song played.”

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350. “She wore her ferocity like armor, and it was purely asexual armor. Liraz was untouchable and untouched.”

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