Sarah J. Maas Quotes

You cannot pick and choose what parts of her to love.

"What does that mean?" he demanded.
She smiled sadly. "You'll figure it out. And when you do..." She shook her head, knowing she shouldn't say it, but doing it anyway. "When you do, I want you to remember that it wouldn't have made any difference to me. It's never made any difference to me when it came to you. I’d still pick you. I’ll always pick you."

"No matter what happens," she said quietly, "I want to thank you."
Chaol tilted his head to the side. "For what?"
Her eyes stung but she blamed it on the fierce wind and blinked away the dampness. "For making my freedom mean something."

"I like music," she said slowly, "because when I hear it, I . . . I lose myself within myself, if that makes any sense. I become empty and full all at once, and I can feel the whole earth roiling around me. When I play. I'm not . . . for once, I'm not destroying, I'm creating."

Only you can decide what breaks you, Cursebreaker. Only you.

We each survive in our own way.

It would not take a monster to destroy a monster - but light, light to drive out darkness.

I was burning through books every day - stories about people and places I'd never heard of. They were perhaps the only thing that kept me from teetering into utter despair.

Don't feel bad for one moment about doing what brings you joy.

You make me want to live, Rowan. Not survive; not exist. Live.

Even when this world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will always love you.

Sometimes, the wicked will tell us things just to confuse us–to haunt our thoughts long after we've faced them.

I worry because I care. Gods help me, I know I shouldn't, but I do. So I will always tell you to be careful, because I will always care what happens.

We need hope, or else we cannot endure.

In the garden, the Captain of the Guard stared up at the young woman's balcony, watching as she waltzed alone, lost in her dreams. But he knew her thoughts weren't of him.

She stopped and stared upward. Even from a distance, he could see the blush upon her cheeks. She seemed young — no, new. It made his chest ache.

Still, he watched, watched until she sighed and went inside. She never bothered to look below.