"Love is a luxury.""No. Love is an element."An element. Like air to breathe, earth to stand on."
- Laini Taylor
"I'm afraid they're in love," he said, concerned. "They don't want to leave you." He lifted one hand from her waist to gently brush a pair from her neck, where their wings fanned against her jaw. Melan..."
"She'd spoken of their happiness as though it were an undeniable fact, no matter what happened--apart from everything else and not subject to it. It was a new idea for him, that happiness wasn't a myst..."
"And they were quiet but their blood and nerves and butterflies were not—they were rampantly alive, rushing and thrumming in a wild and perfect melody, matched note for note."
"Don't I deserve to finally be free of you?"
"You really think joy is easier to come by than pain? What have you had more of?"
"Your soul sings to mine. My soul is yours, and it always will be, in any world."
"She may have been the one whose name meant music, but his sounded like it. Saying it made her want to sing it, to lean out a window and call him home. To whisper it in the dark."
"..and when he let her go, it was as if she had been filled and didn't realize it until he pulled away and the absence rushed back in."
"Life is you master, or death is."