My favourite quotes from A Court of Throns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas
“Do you ever stop being so serious and dull?” “Do you ever stop being such a prick?” - chapter 10
“That’s what happens when you’re responsible for lives other than your own, isn’t it? You do what you have to do.” - chapter 12
“Against slavery, against tyranny, I would gladly go to my death, no matter whose freedom I was defending.” - chapter 16
High Lord of Prythian indeed. High Lord of Foolery was more like it. - chapter 18
[...] a story and an experience, each a voice shouting or whispering or singing about that moment, that feeling, had been like, each a cry into the void of time that they had been here, had existed. - chapter 19
But a wild, wicked voice weaving in between the drumbeats whispered otherwise. Go, that voice said, tugging at me. Go see. - chapter 20
I was as unburdened as a piece of dandelion fluff, and he was the wind that stirred me about the world. - chapter 25
There are those who seek me a lifetime but never we meet, And those I kiss but who trample me beneath ungrateful feet. At times I seem to favor the clever and the fair, But I bless all those who are brave enough to dare. By large, my ministrations are soft-handed and sweet, But scorned, I become difficult to defeat. For though each my strikes lands a power, When I kill, I do it slow... - chapter 35
No colors, but shades of darkness, of night. Only those starflecked violet eyes were bright, full of color and light. - chapter 40
[...] his is eyes like stars. - chapter 40
“When you healed my arm... You didn’t need to bargain with me. You could have demanded every single week of the year. [...] Every single week, and I would have said yes.” It wasn’t entirely a question, but I needed the answer. A half smile appeared on his sensuous lips. “I know,” he said, and vanished. - chapter 42
But I gave myself again to that fire, threw myself into it, into him, and let myself burn. - chapter 46
“Everything I love has always had a tendency to be taken from me.” - chapter 46
“Be glad of your human heart, Feyre. Pity those who don’t feel anything at all.” - chapter 46













