Top 450 Roshani Chokshi Quotes (2026 Update)
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301. “You were meant to be the queen of these lands. We were meant to rule together. For all of eternity.”

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

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303. “You can wander the world and be beholden to no one, and still find yourself trapped.”

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304. “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.”

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305. “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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306. “Hypnos snorted. “And you call me dramatic.”

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307. “Cowardice is running from the difficult choices made by the ones that love you most.”

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

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309. “No words in any language can pin down exactly how life and death function.”

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310. “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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311. “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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312. “Is it such a bad thing, children, to forget?” asked a voice from somewhere in front of them. “If you never remember, you never grow old. Innocence keeps you ageless and blameless. People are rarely punished for deeds they cannot recall.”

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313. “In debating the merits of pursuing hidden treasure, one must weigh the risk of whether it was never meant to be found and if so, why?”

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314. “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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315. “Maybe for girls made of snow, love was worth the melt. But she was made of stolen bones and sleek fur, grave dirt and strange blood – her heart wasn’t even hers to give. Her soul was all she had, and no love was worth losing it.”

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316. “It is foolish to cling to ghosts or spent bones. It is better to forge ahead. It is better to leave what you do not know and make yourself anew. I have slung the ghosts of memories across my back for years and it has done me no good and earned me no victuals.′ I nodded. She was right. Souls have no shackles. They knew no nationality and swore no allegiances. Whoever I was, whoever I could be... that was a choice. And I had made mine.”

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317. “Anger makes one blind to happiness.”

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318. “But be warned: regret will always follow. It is the price of aiming true. For sometimes, when we take the deadliest aim, we are nothing if not reckless.”

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319. “Then again, the names we are born with can end up meaning so little. The names we give ourselves, well, perhaps that’s the truth of us.”

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320. “That might drive another man insane, but I’d had more than twenty years to make peace with the lightless space between what you cannot believe is a truth and what you know must be a lie.”

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321. “For a kiss like this, even hell could put forth stars.”

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322. “In the end, a fairy tale is nothing more than a sense of hope. Hope lures and tricks. It tempts with shining thrones, exquisite nectars, and loving arms. It whispers to us that we are extraordinary. Exempt. Thus lured, we follow its path. Sometimes we are led to riches. Other times, we are led astray. But this hope never hides its shape, and for its honesty we reach for it and pull its sweet and stinking furs up to our chins, for to live without it means living without magic.”

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323. “Our illusions weave roses around us, and when we try to escape, we are met with thorns.”

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

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325. “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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326. “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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327. “I was left with everything and nothing. I was free and forever trapped. I was a multitude of blues.”

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328. “Most myths are just truths covered in cobwebs.”

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329. “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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330. “The artwork made him feel small, but gloriously so, as if he were part of something greater than himself.”

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331. “The matriarch of House Kore was running late for a dinner. In the normal course of things, she did not care for punctuality. Punctuality, with its unseemly whiff of eagerness, was for peasants.”

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332. “Answering a wrong with a wrong doesn’t make it right.”

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333. “Enrique rolled his eyes. “Most women kill to be alone with me.” “I have learned that something does not have to be animate in order to use the word ‘kill,’” said Zofia. “Like how some people say ‘kill time.’ Perhaps these women you are referencing are killing their expectations?”

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

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

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336. “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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337. “When she ached, I wept. When I had nightmares, it was Indigo who screamed for me.”

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338. “When a man cannot see a person as a person, then the devil has slipped into him and is peering out of his eyes.”

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

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340. “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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341. “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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342. “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.”

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343. “Once a story stops being told. it dies. Unless people find pieces of it later, polish them up, and breathe new life into them.”

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344. “Fiduciam in domum.”

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

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346. “I have since learned that marriage is nothing more than a spell strengthened by daily ritual. The spell requires libations: mundane musings hoarded and pored over, the repetition of small dismays, the knowledge of how your spouse takes their coffee. Marriage asks for that crust of time you were selfishly saving for yourself. Marriage demands blood, for it says: Here is what is inside me, and I tithe it to you.”

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347. “It was as if all the silence had been scraped off and thrown somewhere else.”

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348. “I,” said Hypnos, clearly bored, “am a human.”

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349. “I wish my love was more beautiful.”

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350. “He smiled. A true smile. I knew his smirks. His half-grins. Even halfhearted and lopsided upturns of his mouth. This smile was different. It was soft and unguarded. And it softened me in return. I had put that smile on his face and I felt strangely territorial about it. I wanted to keep it.”

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