Top 500 V.E. Schwab Quotes (2024 Update)
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251. “The Essen Tasch is itself a kind of lesson,” continued Alucard, “that it doesn’t matter what you call magic, as long as you can believe.”

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252. “Anoshe was a word for strangers in the street, and lovers between meetings, for parents and children, friends and family. It softened the blow of leaving. Eased the strain of parting. A careful nod to the certainty of today, the mystery of tomorrow.”

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253. “Kings needn’t raise their voices to be heard.”

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254. “If a person cannot leave a mark, do they exist?”

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255. “You can’t make people love you, Hen. If it’s not a choice, it isn’t real.”

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256. “Date. A date is something made, something planned; not a chance of opportunity, but time set aside at one point for another, a moment in the future.”

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257. “Still, he couldn’t shake the feeling – the hope – that everyone was born with the ability to do something, that if he just searched hard enough he would find it. His gift. His purpose.”

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258. “Anoshe brought solace. And hope. And the strength to let go.”

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259. “I do not know why you two are circling each other like stars. It is not my cosmic dance. But I do know that you come asking after one another, when only a few strides and a handful of stars divide you.”

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260. “People talk about carrying torches for old flames, and it’s not a full fire, but Addie’s hands are full of candles.”

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261. “How do you walk to the end of the world? she once asked. And when Addie didn’t know, the old woman smiled that wrinkled grin, and answered. One step at a time.”

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262. “Safe does not mean happy, does not mean well, does not mean kind.”

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263. “Crime isn’t that complicated. People steal because taking something gives them something. If they’re not in it for the money, they’re in it for control. The act of taking, of breaking the rules, makes them feel powerful. They’re in it for the sheer defiance. Some people steal to stay alive, and some steal to feel alive.”

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264. “He’s not a bad man,” she said. “There are no good men in this game,” said Mitch. But Sydney didn’t care about good. She wasn’t sure she believed in it.”

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265. “Don’t you see?” said Calla. “He wasn’t coming to pay your debt. He was coming to see if you’d returned to pay it yourself.” Lila felt her face go hot. “I do not know why you two are circling each other like stars. It is not my cosmic dance. But I do know that you come asking after one another, when only a few strides and a handful of stars divide you.”

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266. “Take your echoes and pretend they are a voice.”

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267. “But what did that mean? Was family the ones you were born to, or the ones who took you in? Did the first years of his life weigh more than the rest?”

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268. “It was like cooking, not baking. Baking took a sense of order. Cooking took a flare, a little art, a little luck.”

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269. “Blood was magic made manifest. There it thrived. And there it poisoned. Kell had seen what happened when power warred with the body, watched it darken in the veins of corrupted men, turning their blood from crimson to black. If red was the color of magic in balance – of harmony between power and humanity – then black was the color of magic without balance, without order, without restraint.”

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270. “Well, when you wonder something,” said Eli, “doesn’t that mean part of you wants to believe in it? I think we want to prove things, in life, more than we want to disprove them. We want to believe.”

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271. “As far as she was concerned, family had nothing to do with proximity or blood. Family was a chosen thing. A label earned.”

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272. “Even rocks wear away to nothing.”

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273. “It was like watching two people, one hiding in the other’s skin.”

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274. “It was a voice like a shadow in the woods at night. Quiet and dark and cold.”

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275. “That is the madness of it. Every day is amber, and she is the fly trapped inside. No way to think in days or weeks when she lives in moments. Time begins to lose its meaning – and yet, she has not lost track of time.”

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276. “The world should be getting larger. Instead, she feels it shrinking, tightening like chains around her limbs as the flat lines of her own body begin to curve out against it, and suddenly the charcoal beneath her nails is unbecoming, as is the idea that she would choose her own company over Arnaud’s or George’s, or any man who might have her.”

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277. “There, at the end, when Peter sits on the rock, the memory of Wendy Darling sliding from his mind, and it is sad, of course, to forget. But it is a lonely thing, to be forgotten.”

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278. “She has listened to the bells, and the organ, and the calls to prayer. And yet, despite it all, she has never understood the appeal. How does a ceiling bring you closer to heaven? If God is so large, why build walls to hold Him in?”

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279. “They are a sea of strangers, unfamiliar faces in unfamiliar clothes, with unfamiliar voices, calling unfamiliar words. It feels as if the doors of her world have been thrown wide, so many rooms added to a house she thought she knew.”

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280. “There is a rhythm to moving through the world alone. You discover what you can and cannot live without, the simple necessities and small joys that define a life. Not food, not shelter, not the basic things a body needs – those are, for her, a luxury – but the things that keep you sane. That bring you joy. That make life bearable.”

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281. “Addie is so many things, thinks Henry. But she is not forgettable. How could anyone forget this girl, when she takes up so much space? She fills the room with stories, with laughter, with warmth and light.”

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282. “And strategy is just a fancy word for a special kind of common sense, the ability to see options, to make them where there were none. It’s not about knowing the rules. It’s about knowing how to break them.”

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283. “Barron’s kindness was like a curse, because she knew she had done nothing to deserve it.”

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284. “A thief plays the game only when they think they’ll win. A pirate plays the game even when they think they’ll lose.”

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285. “And by the time they return home to Villon, she will already be a different version of herself. A room with the windows all thrown wide, eager to let in the fresh air, the sunlight, the spring.”

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286. “Divest yourself of weapons, or I will do it for you.”

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287. “And when the girl looks at him, she doesn’t see perfect. She sees someone who cares too much, who feels too much, who is lost, and hungry, and wasting inside his curse. She sees the truth, and he doesn’t know how, or why, only knows that he doesn’t want it to end. Because for the first time in months, in years, his whole life, perhaps, Henry doesn’t feel cursed at all. For the first time, he feels seen.”

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288. “I would have lost my mind.” “Oh, I did,” she says blithely. “But when you live long enough, even madness ends.”

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289. “No,” he said. “That’s not magic, Lila. That’s just murder.”

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290. “No London is truly without magic.”

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291. “Fear belongs to those with more to lose.”

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292. “The time always ends a second before you’re ready. That life is the minutes you want minus one.”

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293. “Las palabras duelen, incluso mientras las piensa, pues el juego da paso a una necesidad, a un sentimiento demasiado genuino, demasiado peligroso.”

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294. “Brother,” said Rhy, holding him tight. And unlike the coat, and all the other trappings of Kell’s old life, this one, at least, still fit.”

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295. “There are no good men in this game,” said Mitch. But Sydney didn’t care about good. She wasn’t sure she believed in it. “I’m not afraid of Victor.” “I know.” He sounded sad when he said it.”

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296. “We’re all here for a reason, Bard. Some reasons are just bigger than others. So I guess I’m not scared of who you are, or even what you are. I’m scared of why you are.”

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297. “Pretending not to be sad was the hardest, but looking sad made people think you were weak, and when you were already a foot too short and a measure too small, and a girl on top of that, you had to work twice as hard to convince them it wasn’t true.”

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298. “Why do you want to die? I don’t, she’d say. I just want to live.”

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299. “Alucard’s eyes had gone sharp and empty at the same time, as if he were focusing, just on something else, something far away.”

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300. “They became vessels, conduits, for its will, and through them, it twisted whim into reality, blurring the lines, breaking them down, creating and destroying and corrupting everything.”

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