Top 100 R.L. LaFevers Quotes (2025 Update)
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51. “People hear and see what they expect to hear and see.”

— R.L. LaFevers

52. “What good is fighting if what you are fighting for is lost?”

— R.L. LaFevers

53. “Do you need anything before I go? I want you to return my wits, I long to say.”

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54. “However, there are those who deserve to die but who have not yet encountered the means to do so – we help them on their way.”

— R.L. LaFevers

55. “If he is smart, he will run. He is not.”

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56. “What I feel is his need and desire and longing, crashing against me like waves against the shore, calling to those same unwanted feelings I hold for him. And always that inexplicable connection that draws me to him.”

— R.L. LaFevers

57. “For death is not scary or evil or even unmerciful; it is simply death.”

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58. “You are a blade that has been brutally forged, painfully hammered, and wickedly honed. You are steel, not poison. You are deadly, not depraved. They are very different things, Sybella.”

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59. “Everyone has a price, it seems.”

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60. “You’re jealous!” I am so surprised I scarce remember to keep my voice low. He flinches at the word, then looks sorely affronted. “Jealous? Of that old man? Nay, it is just that if anyone is to hunt you, it should be me.”

— R.L. LaFevers

61. “Time is the best salve for heart wounds. Reminding oneself of the small joys and comforts that can still be found in the world. A voice in the dark, a friend, the smell of fresh apples. All of those, over time, can help.”

— R.L. LaFevers

62. “A short while later, as I stare down at the bodies of the six men I have just killed, I cannot help but wonder: Do I love killing? Of a certainty, I love the way my body and weapons move as one; I revel in the knowledge of where to strike for maximum impact. And of a certainty, I am good at it.”

— R.L. LaFevers

63. “Indeed, I am as skilled as any alchemist, but instead of turning lead into gold, I turn my fear into daring, and assuredly that is a far greater trick.”

— R.L. LaFevers

64. “He lowers his lips to mine, placing them over my mouth gently, our kiss bearing the weight of a thousand we may never have.”

— R.L. LaFevers

65. “The darkest hours of night, just before dawn, belong to Her. The moment when all hope is lost, and yet you dare to hope one more time. That is the power of the Dark Matrona.”

— R.L. LaFevers

66. “The fault lies not with you” she says this so gently it makes me want to cry. I have never shed a tear, not throughout all my father’s beatings or guillo’s mauling, but a few kind words from this women and it is all i can do not to bawl like a babe.”

— R.L. LaFevers

67. “I have lived now in the real world, with all its mess and turmoil, all its wildness and all its beauty, and I can never unsee what I have seen, I can never unknow what I now know. More importantly, something deep inside me has awakened, and now that I have moved through the world fully aware, it is impossible to let myself be lulled back to sleep.”

— R.L. LaFevers

68. “Something has changed me, but it has also freed me.”

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69. “She carries nothing” he says, “but a small dagger and an even smaller heart.”

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70. “The king’s face relaxes, almost into a smile. This is the sort of motivation he can accept from a woman. Motivation that does not threaten his own sense of power. One that supports, rather than supplants.”

— R.L. LaFevers

71. “You always hold a piece of yourself back, Annith. For all your love and affection and kindness, there is always a part of yourself that you withhold from others.”

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72. “Oh no. Do not start leaking. Ismae, come over here and hug her so we can all pretend it never happened and get on with our lives.”

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73. “He flashes a grin that is two parts death and one part humor.”

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74. “It is best if you do not spend all your time wishing you were somewhere else.”

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75. “It is hard not to question my own motives, for I realize now that I have been trained since birth to blame myself...”

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76. “Getting the poison to them is more difficult than it should be. I cannot just slip it into their food, they eat with the rest of the household, and as much as I dislike everyone here, I am not willing to poison them all. At least not yet.”

— R.L. LaFevers

77. “I will not let them take you alive.” Of all the things he could have said, that is the one thing that comforts me the most. “Nor I you,” I say around a strange lump that has formed in my throat.”

— R.L. LaFevers

78. “And there it is. The threat I have lived with my entire life. If I am not good enough, kind enough, thoughtful enough, obedient enough, I will be cast from my home like a stunted fish from a fisherman’s net.”

— R.L. LaFevers

79. “I must have faith, but having faith is hard, so very much harder than despair.”

— R.L. LaFevers

80. “I point out. It was the most foolish, jape-fisted bit of buffoonery I have ever seen, and I am impressed in spite of that.”

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81. “Women like her are worse than the men they serve. They cling hardest to the very rules that cage them, ruthlessly ensuring that all other women are equally trapped.”

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82. “If Death could grant you a wish, you would use it for someone else? Trade your happiness for someone else’s?”

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83. “My stomach churns at how foul a place men have made the world – aided by the women who blindly adhere to their rules.”

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84. “How do you not know the nature of the hellequin’s hunt? Have you sprouted from the earth wholly formed, like some miraculous cabbage?”

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85. “My lady! Come away from there before you catch your death!” Her words bring a smile to my lips. Does she think Death is some small bird with my name written on it, beating at the window in the hope that I will catch it?”

— R.L. LaFevers

86. “In truth, I have never flashed so much as an ankle before, but I am sorely vexed at being treated like a temptress when all I feel is bruised and broken.”

— R.L. LaFevers

87. “I have learned that the quality of life is not determined by its longevity.”

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88. “He snorts in disbelief. “Is that yet another miracle of Mortain? That His acolytes are able to contort themselves enough to tend to their own backs?”

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89. “I have avoided the fate my father planed for me, surely it is I who won not he.”

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90. “Yes. I have see Him, but He is the god of Death, not some knight to be swooned over.”

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91. “Beast looks as if he wishes to put his head down on the table and weep. Or perhaps lock Sybella up in her chamber for the next few weeks.”

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92. “You came to us a lump of clay, and we molded you into an instrument of Death.”

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93. “At least I will not be the ugliest one here.”

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94. “It is as if I have swallowed a tiny piece of the sun, its warmth and light reaching into every corner of my soul and chasing away the shadows.”

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95. “He simply plucked the arrow from His chest, then bowed and thanked her for reminding Him that love never comes without cost.”

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96. “He promised that when he grew up, he would slay all the monsters.”

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97. “Your love cannot change a man – or a god. All it can do is open a door, create a new path for him to choose. One that has not been open to him before. That is what the power of your loved can offer him – all of that, and no more.”

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98. “I have tasted freedom and can never relinquish control of my life to others again.”

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99. “It is dark out, and darkness has always been my friend.”

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100. “Mortain’s was the only love that placed no demands upon me, the only one who loved me for simply being. His love was as unwavering and constant as the sun. It was what gave me the strength to keep going. The faith to keep trying. The hope I needed to persevere. That was him all along- whether I called him Mortain or Balthazaar, my heart knew him, recognized him.”

— R.L. LaFevers