"Creamy and leggy, with long azure hair and the eyes of a silent-movie star, she moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx."
- Laini Taylor
"Is that all souls are for? For when we die?" "No. They're for living, too."
"It is bodies that make us real. What is a soul without eyes to look through or hands to hold?"
"He read while he walked. He read while he ate. The other librarians suspected he somehow read while he slept, or perhaps didn't sleep at all."
"What's a horizon?' Lazlo asked, straight-faced. 'Is it like the end of an aisle of books?"
"He drifted about with his head full of myths, always at least half lost in some otherland of story. Demons and wingsmiths, seraphim and spirits, he love it all."
"It was the hate of the used and tormented, who are the children of the used and tormented, and whose own children will be used and tormented."
"Life and peace. Victory and vengeance.And never the twain shall meet."
"You really think joy is easier to come by than pain? What have you had more of?"
"It was sadness, lostness, and the worst thing about it was the way it seemed like a default—like it was there all the time, and all her other expressions were just an array of masks she used to cover ..."