Quotes from the Throne of Glass series by Sarah J. Maas that made me lose my mind
book 0.5: the assassin's blade
"for wherever you need to go—and then some. the world needs more healers."
"she would tuck sam into her heart, a bright light for her to take out whenever things were darkest. and then she would remember how it had felt to be loved, when the world held nothing but possibility. no matter what they did to her, they could never take that away. she would not break."
book 2: crown of midnight
"so dorian closed his eyes, and took another long breath. and when he opened his eyes, he let her go."
"celaena sardothien wasn't in league with aelin ashryver galathynius. celaena sardothien was aelin ashryver galathynius, heir to the throne and the rightful queen of terrasen."
"manon had been born soulless, her grandmother said. soulless and heartless, as a blackbeak ought to be."
"we are the thirteen, from now until the darkness claims us."
"you cannot pick and choose what parts of her to love."
"you like to suffer. you collect scars because you want proof that you are paying for whatever sins you've committed. and i know this because i've been doing the same damn thing for two hundred years."
"i claim you, rowan whitethorn. i don't care what you say and how much you protest. i claim you as my friend."
"a monster to destroy monsters."
'she would fill the world with it, with her light—her gift. she would light up the darkness, so brightly that all who were lost or wounded or broken would find their way to it, a beacon for those who still dwelled in the abyss. it would not take a monster to destroy a monster—but light, light to drive out darkness. she was not afraid. she would remake the world—remake it for them, those she had loved with this glorious, burning heart; a world so brilliant and prosperous that when she saw them again in the afterworld, she would not be ashamed. she would build it for her people, who had survived this long, and whom she would not abandon. she would make for them a kingdom such as there had never been, even if it took until her last breath. she was their queen, and she could offer them nothing less."
"this was not the end—this was not her end. she had survived loss and pain and torture; she had survived slavery and hatred and despair; she would survive this, too. because hers was not a story of darkness."
"when dorian had spoken, it hadn't been a prince who looked at him. it had been a king."
"she was the heir of ash and fire, and she would bow to no one."
"the scream that erupted out of dorian was the worst sound that chaol had ever heard."
"she was aelin ashryver galathynius—and she would not be afraid."
"when you shatter the chains of this world and forge the next, remember that art is as vital as food to a kingdom. without it, a kingdom is nothing, and will be forgotten by time."
"she would find that love again—one day. and it would be deep and unrelenting and unexpected, the beginning and the end and eternity, the kind that could change history, change the world."
"perhaps the monsters needed to look out for each other every now and then."
"you make me want to live, rowan. not survive, not exist. live."
"let's go rattle the stars."
"she was a wolf. she was death, devourer of worlds."
"what was it like?" manon asked quietly. "to love."
"it was like dying a little every day. it was like being alive, too. it was joy so complete it was pain. it destroyed me and unmade me and forged me. i hated it, because i knew i couldn't escape it, and kenw it would forever change me."
"at long last, aelin ashryver galathynius was home."
"manon understood in that moment that there were forces greater than obedience, and discipline, and brutality. understood that she had not been born soulless; she had not been born without a heart."
"let's make it a final stand worthy of a song."
"even when this world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, i will love you."
"i have no interest in human woman. too breakable."
"two queens—there were two queens among them"
"the queen of flame and shadow, the heir of fire, aelin of the wildfire, fireheart"
"rowan gave him a lazy smile but refrained from commenting on the delicate, dark-haired young woman who now held lorcan's own leash."
"scions—each of them touched by a different god, each of them subtly, quietly, guided here. it wasn't a coincidence. it couldn't be."
"the fear of loss... it can destroy you as much as the loss itself."
"unleashing a cry that set the world trembling, prince rowan whitethron galathynius, consort of the queen of terrasen, began the hunt to find his wife."
"quick wits save lives more often than magic."
"go where you fear to tread."
"he realized that here, amongst the dunes and stars... here, in the heart of a foreign land... here, with her, he was home."
"i loved you before i ever set eyes on you."
"it was hope that stood beside him, hidden and protected these years in this city, and in the years before it, spirited across the earth by he gods themselves, concealed from the forces poised to destroy her. a kernel of hope. the most dangerous of all weapons against erawan, against the valg's ancient darkness."
a gift from a queen who had seen another woman in hell and thought to reach back a hand. with no thought of it ever being returned. a moment of kindness, a tug on a thread."
"a moment of kindness. from a young woman who ended lives to a young woman who saved them."
"another curse to bear, as heavy as the one placed upon her long before birth. to sacrifice her very self to right an ancient wrong. the pay another's debt to the gods who had found their world, become trapped in it. and then ruled it."
"once upon a time, in a land long since burned to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom."
"where is aelin? where is my wife?"
"tell him thank you—for walking that dark path with me back to the light. it had been his honor. from the very beginning, it had been his honor, the greatest of his immortal life."
"he wasn't coming. he wasn't coming to get her."
"fireheart, why do you cry?"
"because i am lost. and i do not know the way."
"over and over, the queen screamed it. "take it off, take it off, take it off!""
"manon nudged abraxos, and he leaped into the sky, the thirteen following suit. not a child of war. but of peace."
"i promised to always find you. i promised you, and you promised me. i came for you because of it; i am here because of it. i am here for you, do you understand?"
"his mother had never forgotten him. never stopped writing to him."
"a beacon glowing bright in the shadows of the mountain, in the shadows of the forces that awaited them, aelin lit the way north."
"who do you wish to be? a king worthy of his crown."
"let's make this a fight worthy of a song."
"manon began screaming then. screaming, endless and wordless, as that thing her chest, as her heart, shattered."
"it was not darkness, but light—light, bright and pure as the sun on the snow, that erupted from asterin. light, as asterin made the yielding. as the thirteen, their broken bodies scattered around the tower in a near-circle, made the yielding as well. light. they all burned with it. radiated it. light that flowed from their souls, their fierce hearts as they gave themselves over to that power."
"be the bridge, be the light. when iron melts, when flowers spring from fields of blood—let the land be witness, and return home."
"no longer the queen who was promised. but the queen who walked between worlds."
"a death worthy of a song. an end worthy of being told around a fire."
"close the gate, aedion."
"her name was aelin ashryver whitethron galathynius. and she would not be afraid."
"there are no gods left to watch, i'm afraid. and there are no gods left to help you now, aelin galathynius."
"i am a god."
"hers was not a story of darkness. this would not be the story. she would fold it into herself, this place, this fear, but it would not be the whole story. it would not be her story."
"abraxos staring toward that blasted bit of earth on the plain, toward the mate who would never return, while the city below celebrated."
"so asterin would know, in the realm where she and her hunter and child walked hand in hand, that they had made it. that they were going home."
"when aelin lfted her head to survey the smiling crowd, when she smiled, queen of terrasen and the faerie queen of the west, she burned bright as a star."
