Top 500 Sarah J. Maas Quotes (2024 Update)
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351. “Then Manon Blackbeak whirled and brought Wind-Cleaver down upon her grandmother.”

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352. “To escape death, she’d become death.“ – page 294 Crown of Midnight.”

— Sarah J. Maas

353. “It had filled my time – given me quiet, steadfast company with those characters, who did not exist and never would, but somehow made me feel less... alone.”

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354. “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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355. “A queen – a queen who bowed to no one, a queen who had faced them all down and triumphed. A queen who owned her body, her life, her destiny, and never apologized for it.”

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356. “A queen who owned her body, her life, her destiny, and never apologized for it.”

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357. “Lysandra gazed at the ring, then lifted her eyes to Aelin’s face – and threw her arms around her neck, squeezing tight. She took that as a yes. Aelin grimaced at the dull throb of pain, but held on. “Welcome to the court, Lady.”

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358. “He saw her face each time he closed his eyes. She haunted his thoughts, made him wish to do grand and wonderful things in her name, made him want to be a man who deserved to wear a crown.”

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359. “Little Lucien,” Rhys purred. “Didn’t the Lady of the Autumn Court ever tell you that when a woman says no, she means it?”

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360. “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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361. “Rhysand just brushed an invisible fleck of dust off Tamlin’s sleeve. Part of me admired the sheer nerve it must have taken. Had Tamlin’s teeth been inches from my throat, I would have bleated in panic. Rhys cut a glance at me. “No, you wouldn’t have. As far as your memory serves me, the last time Tamlin’s teeth were near your throat, you slapped him across the face.” I snapped up my forgotten shields, scowling.”

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362. “Let them tremble in fear at what they had awoken.”

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363. “I am a descendant of Ranthia Drahl, Queen of Embers. She is with me now and I am not afraid. My friends are behind me, and I will protect them.”

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364. “I can wait,” he said thickly, kissing her collarbone. “We have all the time in the world.”

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365. “He studied my face. “There are a great many things that I wish to do, and don’t get to.”

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

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

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

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370. “I skipped between the dancers, twirling my skirts. The seated, masked musicians didn’t look up at me as I leaped before them, dancing in place. No chains, no boundaries – just me and the music, dancing and dancing. I wasn’t faerie, but I was a part of this earth, and the earth was a part of me, and I would be content to dance upon it for the rest of my life.”

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371. “I hope they all burn in hell.”

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

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

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374. “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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375. “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.”

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

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377. “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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378. “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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379. “Feyre!” someone roared. No, not someone – Rhysand.”

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380. “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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381. “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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382. “And so Tamlin unwittingly led the High Lady of the Night Court into the heart of his territory.”

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383. “She moved like a midnight storm.”

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

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385. “We are the thirteen. From now until darkness claims us.”

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

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

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

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

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

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394. “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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395. “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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396. “Because she loved him that much more than she hated you.”

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397. “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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398. “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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399. “Hers was not a story of darkness. This would not be the story. She would fold it into herself, this place, this fear, but it would not be the whole story. It would not be her story.”

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400. “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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