Do not despair, Ailesse. You are more than your mother’s daughter; you are also mine. I believe in you.
I believe we decide our own fate. No one has the right to dictate who we are or what we become.
I’m not a mirror. And I don’t break like glass.
You said I was your savior,” I said, “but you won’t let me save you, not truly.” He shrugged in misery. “I don’t know how to be saved.
Sometimes I wonder what magic encircles all of us, what we could do if we were sensitive enough to unearth it.
My task might be monumental, but my gift – my curse – was the only means I had of making a difference in this world.
I believe in you, Sonya. You’re a girl who can do impossible things. No one like you has walked this world. I regret not realizing that sooner.
My lips twitched into a righteous smile. I felt godlike. Justified. Valko would pay for his crimes here and now, and I wound not weep with regret.
Do not mock what you don’t understand.
I’ll kill him. I don’t care if he’s already dead. I’ll kill him harder.
Their peace is my peace, and it satisfies far deeper than revenge.
I’m not weak. I’m not a coward. I’m tired of everyone believing I am. I’m tired of believing it myself.
Tu ne me manques pas. Je ne te manque pas. You’re not missing from me. I’m not missing from you.
This is a new dance between us, one that doesn’t lead to death but clings to the fragile hope of life.
Admitting you need help isn’t a weakness.
I’m the girl who’s supposed to kill you. My voice lashes like a whip. And if you don’t come with me now, I swear to you I will.
I’m not leaving you. You are worth the risk, do you hear me? You’re always going to be worth the risk.