Top 500 Sarah J. Maas Quotes (2024 Update)
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351. “I can wait,” he said thickly, kissing her collarbone. “We have all the time in the world.”

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352. “Thank you for the oil,” he added. “My skin was a little dry.”

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353. “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?”

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354. “I had become the music and the fire and the night, and there was nothing that could slow me down.”

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355. “That I might always be a little bit vicious and restless. That I might crave peace, but never a cage of comfort.”

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356. “I hope they all burn in hell.”

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357. “I think Nesta feels everything – sees too much; sees and feels it all. And she burns with it. Keeping that wall up helps from being overwhelmed, from caring too greatly.”

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358. “Sometimes, the wicked will tell us things just to confuse us – to haunt our thoughts long after we face them. He would be delighted to know you’re still fretting over whatever nonsense he said... Don’t give him the satisfaction of knowing that he’s still troubling you; put those thoughts from your mind.”

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359. “She moved like a midnight storm.”

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360. “Stolen hours in a decrepit barn with Isaac Hale didn’t count; those times were hungry and empty and sometimes cruel, but never lovely.”

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361. “She had been born wrong. Had been born with claws and fangs and had never been able to keep from using them, never been able to quell the part of her that raged at betrayal, that could hate and love more violently than anyone ever understood.”

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362. “And so Tamlin unwittingly led the High Lady of the Night Court into the heart of his territory.”

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363. “Aelin Galathynius looked at Manon Blackbeak over their crossed swords and let out a low, vicious snarl.”

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364. “I hold you to no promises. And I will hold to none of my own.”

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365. “It told a story... the story of Prythian. It began with a cauldron. A mighty black cauldron held by glowing, slender female hands in a starry, endless night. Those hands tipped it over, and, from it, golden sparkling liquid poured out over the lip. No – not sparkling, but... effervescent with small symbols, perhaps some ancient faerie language.”

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366. “I once lived in a place where the opinion of others mattered. It suffocated me, nearly broke me. So you’ll understand me, Feyre, when I say that I know what you feel, and I know what they tried to do to you, and that with enough courage, you can say to hell with a reputation. You do what you love, what you need.”

— Sarah J. Maas

367. “Feyre!” someone roared. No, not someone – Rhysand.”

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368. “Truth is deadly. Truth is freedom. Truth can break and mend and bind.”

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369. “He wanted to bury her in Velaris. Somewhere full of light and warmth, full of kind people. Far away from these mountains.”

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370. “And he will never know what it is to look up at the night sky and wish.”

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371. “If you’re a monster, I’m a monster,” he said with a grin broad enough to show off his elongated canines.”

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372. “What is your name?” “Celaena Sardothien,” she ground out. The skull barked a laugh. “Oh, that is too funny! The funniest thing I’ve heard in centuries!” “Be quiet.” “My name is Mort, if you must know.”

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373. “Loyal unto death and beyond.”

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374. “My name is Sam Cortland... and I will not be afraid.”

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375. “Then it is a good thing, Yrene Towers, that I love you as well.”

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376. “Be the bridge, be the light. When iron melts, when flowers spring from fields of blood – let the land be witness, and return home.”

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377. “Hello, Feyre darling,” he purred.”

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378. “Love – love was a balm as much as it was a poison.”

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379. “Why bother when a dramatic entrance is so much more fun?”

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380. “Because what if you did let someone in? And what if they saw everything, and still walked away? Who could blame them – who would want to bother with that sort of mess?” He flinched. The most powerful High Lord in history flinched.”

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381. “We pity you, each and every one of you. For what you do to your children. They are not born evil. But you force them to kill and hurt and hate until there is nothing left inside them – of you... They have made you into monsters. Made, Manon. And we feel sorry for you.”

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382. “It’s already ended badly. Now it’s just a matter of deciding how we meet the consequences.”

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383. “He brushed his lips against hers. “I love you,” he breathed against her mouth. “And from today onward, I want to never be separated from you. Wherever you go, I go. Even if that means going to Hell itself, wherever you are, that’s where I want to be. Forever.” Celaena.”

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384. “Lysandra had shifted into a ghost leopard and chased him out. Then she returned, lingering in her massive feline form, and again sprawled beside Aelin. They managed to get another thirty minutes of sleep before Aedion came back and chucked a bucket of water on them.”

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385. “Good girl. Now walk away. Turn on your heel – good. Walk toward the door. Keep your chin high. Let the crowd part. One step after another. I listened to him, let him keep me tethered to sanity as I was escorted back to my cell by the guards – who still kept their distance. Rhysand’s words echoed through my mind, holding me together. But when my cell door closed, he went silent, and I dropped to the floor and wept.”

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386. “Sea-foam white lace bloomed from the sweeping neckline, washing upon her breast from the powder-green ocean of silk that made up the dress. A red sash covered the waist, forming an inverted peak that separated the bodice from the explosion of skirts beneath. Patterns of clear green beads were embroidered in whorls and vines across the whole of it, and bone-colored stitching stretched along the ribs.”

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387. “You will find, Rolfe, that one does not deal with Celaena Sardothien. One survives her.”

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388. “There will be a monument,” she said to Abraxos, to Manon. “Should you wish it, I will build a monument right there. So no one shall ever forget what was given. Who we have to thank.”

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389. “They say you came back different. Came back wrong.” A crow’s laugh. “I never bother to tell them I think you came back right. Came back right at last.” A.”

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390. “That. That moment Lady Marion had chosen a desperate hope for her kingdom over herself, over her husband and the daughter who would wait and wait for a return that would never come. That was the moment that had broken everything Aelin Galathynius was and had promised to be.”

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391. “Azriel was nothing short of beautiful. Even with those scarred hands and the shadows that flowed from him like smoke, she’d always found him to be the prettiest of the three males who called themselves brothers.”

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392. “She rolled her eyes. “If it pleases Your Magnanimous Holiness, I shall call you by your first name.” “ ‘Magnanimous Holiness’? Oh, I like that one.” A ghost of a smile appeared on her face, and Dorian looked down at the book.”

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393. “But my sister slowly looked at Lucien. “I made it give something back,” she said with terrifying quiet. The Cauldron.”

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394. “Because she loved him that much more than she hated you.”

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395. “I’m thinking,” he said, following the flick of my tongue over my bottom lip, “that I look at you and feel like I’m dying. Like I can’t breathe. I’m thinking that I want you so badly I can’t concentrate half the time I’m around you, and this room is too small for me to properly bed you. Especially with the wings.”

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396. “Because all the monsters have been let out of their cages tonight, no matter what court they belong to. So I may roam wherever I wish until the dawn.”

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397. “I am the dark lord, who stole away the bride of spring. I am a demon, and a nightmare, and I will meet a bad end. He is the golden prince – the hero who will get to keep you as his reward for not dying of stupidity and arrogance.”

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398. “If you don’t marry her, you stupid prick, I will.”

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399. “Shifter or true animal, that truth lay etched in the soul of every canine. Ithan Holstrom sprinted toward Asphodel Meadows with the weight of that history behind him, burning in his heart. He prayed he was not too late.”

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400. “But I’ll always make time for you.”

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