Top 400 Roshani Chokshi Quotes (2024 Update)
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251. “But maybe it is about finding someone whose heart is like a mirror, whose love can make you stand the sight of yourself.”

— Roshani Chokshi

252. “Her power was a wrenching thing, starless black and sorrow, but my magic was something more... it was hope.”

— Roshani Chokshi

253. “Imagine having to live in a place like this,” she said through chattering teeth. “You’d have to pick your nose all the time just so that your boogers wouldn’t freeze into icicles and stab the inside of your nose.”

— Roshani Chokshi

254. “No picking fights with things that randomly offend you,” he said to Brynne.”

— Roshani Chokshi

255. “Curses are made to be broken. They aren’t so static as one might think.”

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256. “Someone once told me that just because you can’t have the life you wanted, you shouldn’t give up and fade out of existence. That’s how we become living ghosts – by never moving on.”

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257. “Ruling Akaran is a strange task. In many ways, it is like balancing an illusion. You must separate the illusion of what you see and the reality of its consequences,” he said. “Tell me, my queen, are you ready to play with fate?”

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258. “When all other kinds of payment fail, never forget that a drop of kindness has far more weight more than gold.”

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259. “You were meant to be the queen of these lands. We were meant to rule together. For all of eternity.”

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260. “If you fight with poison in your heart, you will lose sight of what it is you are fighting for.”

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261. “My husband reaches for my hand. Our wedding rings touch. I have never before considered what it means to have a good marriage. I thought it was finding intriguing and attractive company. But maybe it is about finding someone whose heart is like a mirror, whose love can make you stand the sight of yourself.”

— Roshani Chokshi

262. “Fairness is like a multifaceted gem. Its appearance can vary, depending on the angle of the beholder.”

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263. “For the longest time, she’d thought an antelope was a horned melon, the ugly cousin of a cantaloupe. Which had made the song “Home on the Range” particularly confusing, because every time she heard where the deer and the antelope play, she thought a giant melon had gained sentience and escaped from the fruit aisle of the grocery store.”

— Roshani Chokshi

264. “Nikita turned to look each of the Potatoes in the eye. “When I take them out, they’ll be loud and fussy. You’re going to have to keep them quiet, okay?”

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265. “Was this what being an older sister was like? Wanting to yell at someone most of the time but still be willing to jump in front of a car for them? If so, it was awful.”

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266. “Sometimes life isn’t fair – but that doesn’t mean things happen without reason. We just don’t always know what the reason is. The world is inscrutable. It doesn’t owe you answers. You should only concern yourself with doing your duty.”

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267. “Ah, time. The best cosmic joke in the universe.”

— Roshani Chokshi

268. “I was angry for a long time. But my anger did nothing but cause another’s pain. Remember my story before you rush into war. If you fight with poison in your heart, you will lose sight of what it is you are fighting for.”

— Roshani Chokshi

269. “Depending on who you ask, sometimes ghost stories are all that is left of history. History is full of ghosts, because it’s full of myth. All of it woven together depending on who survived to do the telling.”

— Roshani Chokshi

270. “Remember, in one light something may seem monstrous, and in another it is perhaps not so terrible after all.”

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271. “I am frightened,” he said quietly. “It is a constant state of being I have yet to make peace with.”

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272. “We are more than the things we fight with.”

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273. “If you think what we are doing is impossible, then let us rewrite what possibility means. Together.”

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274. “She didn’t shiver as she walked. If anything, she seemed to luxuriate in the cold, as if it ran through her blood.”

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275. “Of all the things fairy tales demanded I should believe – dogs with eyes as big as saucers, maidens felled by spindles, queens who do not remove red-hot iron shoes and dance in them until they die – this is the only thing that stretches credulity. That happiness demands so little to stay.”

— Roshani Chokshi

276. “Not again,” groaned Hypnos. “It’s nothing but a symbol – ” Laila hissed in her breath. She could practically see Enrique brandishing a sword. “Nothing but a symbol?” repeated Enrique quietly. “People die for symbols. People have hope because of symbols. They’re not just lines. They’re histories, cultures, traditions, given shape.” Hypnos blushed and plucked at his vest.”

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277. “We are all stitches in a fabric too vast to comprehend. But perhaps that is a good thing, for it means we are always exactly where we need to be.”

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278. “No matter what happens to us, we have choices. We choose how to look at our lives. We choose what we can live with, and what we cannot, and only you can decide.”

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279. “Enrique saw him first and immediately pointed at Zofia. “Zofia just tried to set fire to the Tezcat spectacles.” Zofia scowled at him. “I tried to see if the lens and the spectacles might be welded together.”

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280. “There is always a peculiar distance to fairy tales. They are denuded of urgency, rinsed of true horror even as the words relish in gore. Love is presented to us as something that must be as vast as a horizon and just as unreachable.”

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281. “If you combed through enough fairy tales, untangled their roots, and shook out their branches, you would find that they are infested with oaths. Oaths are brittle things, not unlike an egg. Though they go by different names depending on the myth – troths and geis, vows and tynged – there is one thing they all share: they must be broken for there to be a story. Only a shattered promise yields a rich, glittering yolk of a tale.”

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282. “Aru was waiting for magic. And every day she was disappointed.”

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283. “Aiden managed a weak nod, dropping his arm from around Rudy’s shoulder. “Thanks,” he mumbled. “You’re my lead singer,” said Rudy proudly. “Nothing is happening to you.” “I’m also your cousin!”

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284. “Hypnos deflated. “That tells us nothing.” “We also know that Roux-Joubert wears a honeybee pin,” said Enrique. “So? Today I’m wearing underwear. It’s hardly monumental.” Zofia frowned. “Why did you specify today –.”

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285. “When I was little, she had been a walking flame, but fire requires feeding and either my mother didn’t know how to sustain herself or had stopped working at it. Over the years she starved and shrank until she was a matchstick, a short burst that quickly chewed down the wood and inspired no warmth.”

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286. “The things that scare us can also give us joy. We just have to learn how to see them in a different light.”

— Roshani Chokshi

287. “Just because something is not fair does not mean it is without reason or even compassion.”

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288. “There is more than one kind of darkness, and none is darker than doubt, for the light required to illuminate it belongs not to a jewel or a flame, but your very soul.”

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289. “Laila threw it in his face. “Haven’t you had enough? You’ve already given me a watch, a briefcase, two teacups, and asked me to touch the couch, which I am still recovering from.” She feigned a shudder. “At least Zofia spared me.” Zofia shrugged. “An object’s personal context does not affect its utility.” “Not true!” Enrique had said. “It could be proof of something. Laila, you’re practically a goddess.” Laila sipped her tea, assuming an expression Enrique had come to recognize as “smug cat.”

— Roshani Chokshi

290. “In your hands lie the gates of godhood. Let none pass.”

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291. “Fiduciam in domum.”

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292. “Hypnos snorted. “And you call me dramatic.”

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293. “Death had some claim everywhere. Death was in the wind coaxing a flower to blossom. Death hid in the wing of the bird folding itself to sleep.”

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294. “Brynne Tvarika Lakshmi Balamuralikrishna Rao had always been strong. Like, so strong that even her shadow bristled with muscles and other shadows would wither away in its presence.”

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295. “You’re a lot braver than most of the people outside,” said Enrique. “None of them could build a bomb with their eyes closed and wander into a metal monster and still want to name it ‘David.’ Trust in yourself, Phoenix.”

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296. “Next, a six-foot-tall revolving rack of personalized keychains shot out of the ground less than a foot away from Aru. She glared at it. “I’ve been wronged by you before,” she muttered. “Who are you talking to, Shah?” asked Aiden. “No one,” said Aru quickly.”

— Roshani Chokshi

297. “Go with my blessings, Pandavas,” said the god of fire. “But before you do, let me offer one last piece of wisdom. There is more than one kind of darkness, and none is darker than doubt, for the light required to illuminate it belongs not to a jewel or a flame, but your very soul.”

— Roshani Chokshi

298. “The pollution that accumulates upon my surface has no bearing on my soul.”

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299. “Every fairy tale has blood flecked on its muzzle. Sometimes it’s licked up in the second before the story begins – a queen slowly bleeding out onto her birthing bed, a plague having laid waste to a land before “Once upon a time” slouches from the dark. But every so often, one can trace the thick flow of blood as it seeps from the pages.”

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300. “Knowledge was coy. It liked to hide beneath the shroud of myth, place its heart in a fairy tale, as if it were a prize at the end of the quest.”

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