Top 500 V.E. Schwab Quotes (2026 Update)
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401. “The night Kate Harker decided to burn down the school chapel, she wasn’t angry or drunk. She was desperate.”

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402. “But here is the danger of a place like Villon. Blink – and a year is gone. Blink – and five more follow. It is like a gap between stones, this village, just wide enough for things to get lost. The kind of place where time slips and blurs, where a month, a year, a life can go missing. Where everyone is born and buried in the same ten-meter plot.”

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403. “Muriel Strauss, who at twenty-four only ever talks about the world in terms of conceptual authenticity and creative truth, who’s been a darling of the New York art scene since her first semester at Tisch, where she quickly realized she was better at critiquing art than creating it.”

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404. “She said no, and learned how much the word was worth.”

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

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406. “Belief is a bit like gravity. Enough people believe a thing, and it becomes as solid and real as the ground beneath your feet. But when you’re the only one holding on to an idea, a memory, a girl, it’s hard to keep it from floating away.”

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407. “Christians worshipped an old man in the sky, and if Lila had to say which one seemed more real at the moment, she’d have to side with magic.”

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408. “What a waste of life, to stand around and think so much on every little thing.”

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409. “He didn’t realize how much connective tissue was made up of guilt. Without the weight of it, he feels dizzy and light.”

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410. “Anyone who follows me online knows I have a rather fraught relationship with stories. Or rather, with bringing them to life. With holding up the whole messy beast until my arms shake and my head hurts and I know if I drop it now, before it’s ready, it will shatter, and I’ll have to sweep it up, and I’ll lose at least a few of the pieces along the way. And so, while I held up Addie’s story, so many people held up me.”

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

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413. “Ignorance is only bliss if you want to get caught.”

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414. “That day was awful. Muriel put gum in David’s book and I had a cold, and my parents were fighting right up until the flash went off. And in the photo, we all look so... happy. I remember seeing that picture and realizing that photographs weren’t real. There’s no context, just the illusion that you’re showing a snapshot of a life, but life isn’t snapshots, it’s fluid. So photo’s are like fictions. I loved that about them. Everyone thinks photography is truth, but it’s just a very convincing lie.”

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415. “She breathes life into him with every line. And with every stroke, coaxes out another story.”

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416. “You’re free to leave, if you have somewhere else to go. But if you go – and now and then, girls do – you will not be welcomed back. Once a year, sometimes more, a girl pounds at the door, desperate to get back in, and that is how the others learn that it’s well and good to dream of happy lives and welcome homes, but even a grim tombstone of a place is better than the street.”

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417. “Memories are stiff, but thoughts are freer things. They throw out roots, they spread and tangle, and come untethered from their source. They are clever, and stubborn, and perhaps – perhaps – they are in reach.”

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418. “How can you say that with such levity?” snapped Kell, straightening. “Kell.” Rhy sat forward, elbows on his knees. “I was dead.” The words hung in the air between them. “I was dead,” he said again, “and you brought me back. You have already given me something I shouldn’t have.” A shadow flashed across his face when he said it, there and then gone. “If it were lost again,” he went on, “I would still have lived twice. This is all.”

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419. “She fills the room with stories, with laughter, with warmth and light.”

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420. “Isabelle has since become his wife, and is now ripe with her first child, and worn with all the torments that come with it.”

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421. “It is easier to be alone among so many people.”

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422. “Only you would arrive early to your own death.”

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423. “I would see you again,” he says, “in daylight, or in darkness. As a woman, or a man. Please, let me see you again.”

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424. “Careful now,” said Barron when she reached the tavern steps. She hadn’t heard him come out. “Someone might think you’ve got a heart under all that brass.” “No heart,” said Lila, pulling aside her cloak to reveal the holstered pistol and one of her knives. “Just these.”

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425. “Food is one of the best things about being alive. Not just food. Good food.”

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426. “Glass bites into her hand, and the pain is sharp, and real, the sudden scald of a burn without the lasting scar, and she does not care. In moments her cuts have already closed. The glasses and bottle lie whole. Once she thought it was a blessing, this inability to break, but now, the impotence is maddening.”

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427. “Because you don’t think I’m a bad person, he said. And I don’t want to prove you wrong.”

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428. “Eli’s face slowly, slowly, began to open, and Victor felt his chest loosen with relief as Eli’s darker self peeked through.”

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

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430. “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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431. “Suddenly every word is full of weight, honesty is such a heavy thing.”

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432. “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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433. “Myths do not happen all at once. They do not spring forth whole into the world. They form slowly, rolled between the hands of time until their edges smooth, until the saying of the story gives enough weight to the words – to the memories – to keep them rolling on their own.”

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434. “Henry Strauss wakes her with kisses.”

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435. “You’re not listening,” he said, exasperated. “No,” she snapped. “You’re not.” She licked the blood from her lips. “I don’t need saving.”

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436. “Tired?” she says, summoning a smile. “I am just waking up.”

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437. “I supposed we never know the scale of our life’s stories. Which parts will survive, and which will die with us.”

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438. “Death comes for us all,” said Holland evenly. “I would simply have mine mean something.”

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439. “That we could be more. Hell, we could be heroes.” “We could be dead,” said Eli. “That’s a risk everyone takes by living.”

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

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441. “Lila had always thought of secrets like gold coins. They could be hoarded, or put to use, but once you spent them, or lost them, it was a beast to get your hands on more. Because of that, she’d always guarded her secrets, prized them above any take. The fences back in Grey London hadn’t known she was a street rat. The street patrols hadn’t known she was a girl.”

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

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444. “And she is laughing, tears streaming down her cheeks, and he wants to wipe them away, but his hands are her hands, and she is drawing.”

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445. “ExtraOrdinary. The word that started – ruined, changed – everything.”

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446. “I belong wherever I choose.”

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447. “You look more ready to storm a city than seduce a man.”

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448. “No, Sydney,” he said. “I need you to stay here.” “Why?” she asked. “Because you don’t think I’m a bad person,” he said. “And I don’t want to prove you wrong.”

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449. “This is a dream. It would be so easy to climb inside, to stay until it felt real, to never wake up.”

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450. “Eli was fascinated by kitchens. By the way people ordered their lives, the cabinets they used, the places they kept food, and the food they choose to keep. He’d spent the last decade studying people, and it was amazing how much could be gleaned from their homes. Their bedrooms, and bathrooms, and closets, of course, but also their kitchens.”

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