Top 500 V.E. Schwab Quotes (2025 Update)
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451. “How to exist in a world that does not want you. How to be a ghost in someone else’s home.”

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452. “Victor had never been good, or sweet – he’d always had a sharp edge; Eli had been drawn to the metallic glint of it –.”

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453. “There is George Therault, and Roger’s oldest daughter, and Isabelle’s two sons, and the next time Addie comes, they will all be dead, the last of her old life – her first life – buried in the same ten-meter plot.”

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454. “It reminded her of the sea and the night sky. It reminded her of sharp knives and stars and freedom.”

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455. “There can be no slow build, no quiet lust, intimacy fostered over days, weeks, months. Not for them. So she longs for the mornings, but she settles for the nights, and if it cannot be love, well, then, at least it is not lonely.”

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456. “She looks up. It has begun to snow again, lightly now, flakes falling like stars. The world goes muffled, a cotton kind of quiet.”

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457. “Lila smiled at that, one of those smiles that made Kell profoundly nervous. The kind of smile usually followed by a weapon.”

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458. “Lying was a skill made easy by habit.”

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459. “The owner of the Stone’s Throw was built like a brick wall – if a brick wall decided to grow a beard – tall.”

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460. “Seeping in through his clothes and his skin until it was gone – or not gone. Absorbed.”

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461. “She thinks of Estele. The year before, the old woman developed a ringing in her ears. It was always there, she said, day and night, and when Addie asked her how she could bear the constant noise, she shrugged. “With time,” she said, “you can get used to anything.” But Addie does not think she will ever get used to this.”

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462. “Perhaps,” she said, “or perhaps I will go with you to the end of the world. After all, you’ve made me curious.” “Lila – ” His eyes were dark with pain and worry, but she only smiled. “One adventure at a time,” she said.”

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463. “Addie wonders if this is love, this gentle thing.”

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464. “Estele, who believes that the new God is a filigreed thing. She thinks that He belongs to cities and kings, and that He sits over Paris on a golden pillow, and has no time for peasants, no place among the wood and stone and river water.”

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465. “Lila had never really bought into fate, but like most people who disavowed religion, she could summon a measure of belief when it was necessary.”

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466. “She sighs, and slows, her lungs aching in the sudden cold. And despite the doors and walls between them, she can feel the weight of what she left behind, and she wishes she could have stayed, wishes that when Henry had said Wait, she had said, Come with me, but she knows it is not fair to make him choose.”

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467. “Holland’s chest ached. Another binding. Would he never be free?”

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468. “It is so strange, to see her face reflected, distorted, echoed in so many others. Here is the line of her cheek and the curve of her mouth. Here is the angle of her eye and the slope of her nose. The details scattered like seeds across the portraits. She has never had a family, and now she has a tree.”

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469. “Henry’s mouth quirks, but the smile doesn’t reach his eyes. “At least you think I’m good-looking.”

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470. “Kell would say it was impossible. What a useless word, in a world with magic.”

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471. “I apologize for shooting you in the leg,” said Lila. “I was entirely myself.”

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472. “It was better not to care – Lila tried not to care – but sometimes, people got in. Like a knife against armor, they found the cracks, slid past the guard, and you didn’t know how deep they were buried until they were gone and you were bleeding on the floor.”

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473. “Power in Balance. Balance in Power.”

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474. “It does not matter what you want – the only way out is to be wanted by someone else.”

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475. “Despite an upbringing that would have driven most kids to drugs, Victor had never been much inclined to do them, but he had a good idea of the steps, thanks to a healthy diet of crime dramas.”

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476. “Like I said, you can never have too many knives.” Kell.”

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477. “The darkness plays its own game,” she says. “It makes its own rules,” she says. “And you have lost.”

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478. “Being seated at that table, boxed in by his siblings, positioned across from his parents like a criminal before a firing squad.”

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479. “Even if you met everyone you remembered, I would still know you best.”

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480. “It is such a grand word, soul. Like god, like time, like space, and when she’s tried to picture it, she’s conjured images of lightning, or sunbeams through dust, of storms the shape of human forms, of vast and edgeless white. The truth is so much smaller.”

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481. “You’re the hero... ,” she said, finding his eyes,“... of your own story anyway.”

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482. “The queen considered him, her pale lips curling at the edges. “The bodies in my floor all trusted someone. Now I walk on them to tea.”

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483. “He was taught early that magic reclaimed magic, and earth reclaimed earth, the two dividing when the body died, the person they had combined to be simply forfeit, lost. Nothing lasted. Nothing remained.”

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484. “In this moment, she is holding to the sound of her name, her real name, on someone else’s tongue, and it is enough, it is enough, it is enough.”

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485. “His parents meant well, of course, but they always told him things like cheer up, or it will get better, or worse, it’s not that bad, which is easy to say when you’ve never had a day of rain.”

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486. “You can choose a thing after it’s chosen you. And even if it turns out not to be a home, it is at least a house with family waiting in it.”

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487. “He is, after all, only a figment of her mind. A companion crafted from boredom, and then from longing. A dream, to keep her company.”

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488. “Not every past is worth holding onto.”

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489. “You’re not going to kill me today.”

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490. “I don’t want to stay here,” Holland answered flatly. “I want to go home.”

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491. “There was pot, of course, but pot was something you were supposed to share with other people, not sneak away to smoke alone, and anyway, it always made him hungry and sad. Or really, sadder. It didn’t iron out any of the wrinkles in his brain, after too many hits just made them into spirals, thoughts turning in and in and in on themselves forever.”

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492. “He always liked learning. Loved it, really. If he could have spent his whole life sitting in a lecture hall, taking notes, could have drifted from department to department, haunting different studies, soaking up language and history and art, maybe he would have felt full, happy.”

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493. “My life is mine to spend,” she said. “And I will not spend it here, no matter how nice your city is, or how much safer it might be. We had a deal, Kell. And now you have Tieren to guard your story and heal your brother. I’m of no use to him. Let me be of use to you.”

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494. “The nicest days are always the ones we don’t plan.”

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495. “She does not know if it was love, or simply a reprieve. If contentment can compete with passion, if warmth will ever be as strong as heat. But it was a gift.”

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496. “For twenty-three years, she dreaded the marker of time, what it meant: that she was growing up, growing old.”

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497. “Everyone has a mix of humanity and magic in them.”

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498. “Stubborn’s not the same thing as infallible.”

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499. “And perhaps it is just that happiness is frightening.”

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500. “If anyone could make the strange seem ordinary, the impossible look easy, it was Delilah Bard.”

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