Libraries were full of ideas–perhaps the most dangerous and powerful of all weapons.
No. I can survive well enough on my own – if given the proper reading material.
The rest of the world quieted into nothing. In that moment, after ten long years, Celaena looked at Chaol and realised she was home.
Sometimes, the wicked will tell us things just to confuse us–to haunt our thoughts long after we’ve faced them.
I wasn’t going to kill him, you buffoon.
Still, the image haunted his dreams throughout the night: a lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back.
Names are not important. It’s what lies inside of you that matters.
It was like coming home or being born or suddenly finding an entire half of herself that had been missing.