My tiny scary friend is coming
– Laini Taylor
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- Be a Samurai.Because you just never know what’s behind the freaking sky. – Laini Taylor
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- On the occasions that he did look up from the page, he would seem as though he were awakening from a dream. – Laini Taylor
- And just so you know, the invaders are always the bad guys. Always. – Laini Taylor
- It was impossible, of course. But when did that ever stop any dreamer from dreaming. – Laini Taylor
- If you’re afraid of your own dreams, you’re welcome here in mine. – Laini Taylor
- 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
- It is bodies that make us real. What is a soul without eyes to look through or hands to hold? – Laini Taylor
- 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. – Laini Taylor
- What’s a horizon?’ Lazlo asked, straight-faced. ‘Is it like the end of an aisle of books? – Laini Taylor
- 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. – Laini Taylor
- Life and peace. Victory and vengeance.And never the twain shall meet. – Laini Taylor
- Your soul sings to mine. My soul is yours, and it always will be, in any world. – Laini Taylor
- If you can kill it, or it can kill you, it’s real. – Laini Taylor
- He believed in magic, like a child, and in ghosts, like a peasant. – Laini Taylor
- Skathis might have been an artist, but he’d been a vile one. Strange the dreamer was an artist, too, and he was the antidote to vile. – Laini Taylor
- She had inherited a story that was strewn with corpses and clotted with enmity, and was only trying to stay alive in it. – Laini Taylor
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- What do you think I live on, rainwater and daydreams? – Laini Taylor
- Bitter, bitter, this desolation of angels. – Laini Taylor
- What was he? Storyteller and secretary and doer of odd jobs, neither Tizerkane nor delegate, just someone along for the dream. – Laini Taylor
- Life doesn’t need magic to be magical.(But a little bit sure doesn’t hurt.) – Laini Taylor
- Perhaps Fate laid out your life for you like a dress on a bed, and you could either wear it or go naked. – Laini Taylor
- It was interesting the way a small hate could grow inside a big hate and take it over. – Laini Taylor
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- There was darkness, and monsters vast as worlds swam in it. – Laini Taylor
- It was the only lullaby she would ever sing, and it was sung in Hell. – Laini Taylor
- And… a bed. A bed and a blanket to cover them, a blanket that was theirs together. – Laini Taylor