My mate. Death incarnate. Night triumphant. - Sarah J. Maas

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

It's a rare person to face who they are and not run from it - not be broken by it.

"She moaned into her pillow. "Go away. I feel like dying."
"No fair maiden should die alone," he said, putting a hand on hers. "Shall I read to you in your final moments? What story would you like?"
She snatched her hand back. "How about the story of the idiotic prince who won't leave the assassin alone?"
"Oh! I love that story! It has such a happy ending, too — why, the assassin was really feigning her illness in order to get the prince's attention! Who would have guessed it? Such a clever girl. And the bedroom scene is so lovely — it's worth reading through all of their ceaseless banter!