Sarah J. Maas Quotes

The Court of Dreams.
The people who knew that there was a price, and one worth paying, for that dream. The bastard- born warriors, the Illyrian half breed, the monster trapped in a beautiful body, the dreamer born into a court of nightmares...And the huntress with an artist's soul.

We need hope, or else we cannot endure.

My friend through many dangers. My lover who had healed my broken and weary soul. My mate who had waited for me against all hope, despite all odds.

When you spend so long trapped in darkness, you find that the darkness begins to stare back.

She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius — ­and she would not be afraid.

No one was my master — but I might be master of everything, if I wished. If I dared.

They joined hands.
So the world ended.
And the next one began.

But death was her curse and her gift, and death had been her good friend these long, long years.

I missed you,” he said quietly, his gaze darting between her mouth and eyes. “When I was in
Wendlyn. I lied when I said I didn’t. From the moment you left, I missed you so much I went out of my
mind. I was glad for the excuse to track Lorcan here, just to see you again. And tonight, when he had
that knife at your throat …” The warmth of his callused finger bloomed through her as he traced a path
over the cut on her neck. “I kept thinking about how you might never know that I missed you with only
an ocean between us. But if it was death separating us … I would find you. I don’t care how many
rules it would break. Even if I had to get all three keys myself and open a gate, I would find you
again. Always.

Some things you hear with your ears. Others, you hear with your heart.

And so Tamlin unwittingly led the High Lady of the Night Court into the heart of his territory.

"To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys."
Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen — and the dreams that are answered.

I love you,’ he whispered, and kissed my brow. ‘Thorns and all.

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

We each survive in our own way.