Top 500 Sarah J. Maas Quotes (2024 Update)
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151. “I met those laughing, fierce hazel eyes. Cassian’s smile softened. “Hello, Feyre.” My throat tightened to the point of pain, and I threw my arms around his neck, embracing him tightly. “I missed you, too,” Cassian murmured, squeezing me.”

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152. “I like to read. I cannot survive without reading.”

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153. “Tell Aelin Galathynius that Wendlyn has never forgotten Evalin Ashryver,” Galan said to him, to Aedion. “Or Terrasen.”

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154. “When you lick me,” he said roughly, “I want to be alone – far away from everyone. Because when you lick me, Feyre,” he said, pressing nipping kisses to my jaw, my neck, “I’m going to let myself roar loud enough to bring down a mountain.”

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155. “We were a song that had been sung from the very first ember of light in the world.”

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156. “Of course she was worthy. She was Celaena Sardothien, gods be damned.”

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157. “Hello, Bryce Quinlan. My name is Rhysand.”

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158. “She was fury, she was wrath, she was vengeance.”

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159. “A storm is coming. A great storm.”

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160. “I am the rock against which the surf crashes.”

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161. “In the silence of her bedroom, she swore an oath to the moonlight that if Sam were hurt, no force in the world would hold her back from slaughtering everyone responsible.”

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162. “Towering and heavily muscled, Aedion was every inch the warrior rumor claimed him to be.”

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163. “Rowan moved deeper into the entry hall, every step laced with power and death, coming to a stop at her side. “You can call me Rowan. That’s all you need to know.” He cocked his head to the side, a predator assessing prey. “Thank you for the oil,” he added. “My skin was a little dry.” Arobynn blinked – as much surprise as he’d show. It took her a moment to process what Rowan had said, and to realize that the almond smell hadn’t just been coming from her. He’d worn it, too.”

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164. “We are the Thirteen, from now until the Darkness claims us.” She said it quietly, but knew all could hear her. “Let’s remind them why.” Manon kicked her mount into action.”

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165. “If I offer you the moon on a string, will you give me a kiss, too?” – Lucien Vanserra.”

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166. “Hand trembling, Asterin pressed her fingers to her brow and extended them. “Bring our people home, Manon,” she breathed. Manon angled Wind-Cleaver, readying for the strike. The Blackbeak Matron snapped, “Be done with it, Manon.” Manon met Sorrel’s eyes, then Asterin’s. And Manon gave the Thirteen her final order. “Run.” Then Manon Blackbeak whirled and brought Wind-Cleaver down upon her grandmother.”

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167. “My bowels turned watery.”

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168. “Like Hasar, she isn’t an easy person to be with, to understand. Aelin frightens everyone.” He snorted. “But not him. I think that’s why she fell in love with him, against her best intentions. Rowan beheld all Aelin was and is, and he was not afraid.”

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169. “She’s your mate,” Amren bit at me. “Not your spy. Go get her.” “She is my mate. And my spy,” I said too quietly. “And she is the High Lady of the Night Court.”

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170. “Nameless is my price,” the king said. Aelin went still. “Nameless is my price,” his father repeated. The warning of an ancient witch, the damning words written on the back of the Amulet of Orynth. “For the bastard-born mark you bear, you are Nameless, yet am I not so as well?” He glanced between them, his eyes wide. “What is my name?” “This is ridiculous,” Dorian said through his teeth. “Your name is – ” But where there should have been a name, only an empty hole existed.”

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171. “Where is Aelin? Where is my wife?”

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172. “Gavriel smiled at him. “Close the gate, Aedion,” was all his father said. And then Gavriel stepped beyond the gates. That golden shield spreading thin.”

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173. “My friends are with me and I am not afraid.”

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174. “My mate. Death incarnate. Night triumphant.”

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175. “Aelin smiled, and eternity opened before them, shining and glorious and lovely. “Tell me tomorrow.”

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176. “So I am staying. Because you are needed, and because I will follow you to whatever end.”

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177. “This witch had been crafted from the darkness between the stars.”

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178. “My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius. And I am the Queen of Terrasen.”

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179. “So Dorian closed his eyes, and took another long breath. And when he opened his eyes, he let her go.”

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180. “It was a lovely grave – simple, clean – and on the stone was written: Sam Cortland Beloved Arobynn had left it blank – unmarked. But Wesley had explained in his letter how he’d asked the tombstone carver to come. She approached the grave, reading it over and over. Beloved – not just by her, but by many. Sam. Her Sam.”

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181. “Why should I be scared of an oversized bat who likes to throw temper tantrums?”

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182. “So Aedion leaned in, and kissed Lysandra, kissed the woman who should have been his wife, his mate, one last time. “I love you.” Sorrow filled her beautiful face. “And I you.” She gestured to the western gate, to the soldiers waiting for its final cleaving. “Until the end?” Aedion hefted his shield, flipping the Sword of Orynth in his hand, freeing the stiffness that had seized his fingers. “I will find you again,” he promised her. “In whatever life comes after this.” Lysandra nodded. “In every lifetime.” Together, they turned toward the stairs that would take them down to the gates.”

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183. “Maybe I’d always been broken and dark inside. Maybe someone who’ve been born whole and good would have put down the ash dagger and embraced death rather than what lay before me.”

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184. “Remember that you are a wolf. And you cannot be caged.”

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185. “You look absolutely delicious today, Feyre?!”

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186. “Celaena eyed the pianoforte. She used to play – oh, she’d loved to play, loved music, the way music could break and heal and make everything seem possible and heroic.”

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187. “So Nesta had become a wolf. Armed herself with invisible teeth and claws, and learned to strike faster, deeper, more lethally. Had relished it. But when the time came to put away the wolf, she’d found it had devoured her too.”

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188. “That’s the stag,” Celaena breathed. “The Lord of the North.” “Why does he get a fancy title? What about the swan and the dragon?” Celaena snorted, but the smile faded when she stared at the familiar constellation. “Because the stag remains constant – no matter the season, he’s always there.” “Why?” Celaena took a long breath. “So the people of Terrasen will always know how to find their way home. So they can look up at the sky, no matter where they are, and know Terrasen is forever with them.”

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189. “You’re worthless.” “Tell me something I don’t know.” He went on, “You would probably have been more useful to the world if you’d actually died ten years ago.” She just looked him in the eye and said, “I’m leaving.”

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190. “I’m thinking that I must have been a fool in love to allow myself to be shown so little of the Spring Court. I’m thinking there’s a great deal of that territory I was never allowed to see or hear about and maybe I would have lived in ignorance forever like some pet.”

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191. “Rowan beheld all Aelin was and is, and he was not afraid.”

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192. “Rhys brushed the hair from my face. “It’s all part of the game, Feyre darling. Who to trust, when to trust them – what information to barter.” “Do you enjoy it?” “Sometimes. Right now, I don’t. Not when the risks are this high.” His fingers grazed my brow. “When I have so much to lose.” I.”

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193. “You could be different,” Elena said quietly. “You could be great. Greater than me – than any of us.” Celaena opened her mouth, but no words came out. Elena took a step toward her. “You could rattle the stars,” she whispered. “You could do anything, if you only dared. And deep down, you know it, too. That’s what scares you most.” She.”

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194. “You don’t bite the women of other males.”

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195. “What if we go on, to only more pain and despair?” “Then it is not the end.”

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196. “Nesta looked at the king with death twining around his hands, then down at Cassian. And covered Cassian’s body with her own. Cassian went still – then his hand slid over her back. Together. They’d go together.”

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197. “Azriel would likely love Mor until he was a whisper of darkness between the stars.”

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198. “I wanted to go to Perranth with you.”

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199. “What’s the point in having a heart if you don’t use it to spare others from the harsh judgments of your mind?”

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200. “He’d loved her so much that she still felt the echoes of it, even now.”

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