Again his memory failed to conjure her face. It was like trying to call up a melody while another song played.

— Laini Taylor

And... a bed. A bed and a blanket to cover them, a blanket that was theirs together.

— Laini Taylor

And Esmé remembered in a rush--the wolf song, the haunting, lyrical spirals of it in the dawn quiet and the feeling of euphoria that had attended it. Even in recollection the howling uplifted her like the crescendo at the end of a symphony and made her heartbeat quicken.

— Laini Taylor

And if redemption was self-serving, coming as it did ribbon-tied to what he wanted most in life? For once, Akiva's shame wouldn't rise to the bait. He wanted what he'd always wanted, and he'd better just say it, his own worries and fears be damned.

— Laini Taylor

And just so you know, the invaders are always the bad guys. Always.

— Laini Taylor

And that's how you go on. You lay laughter over the dark parts. The more dark parts, the more you have to laugh. With defiance, with abandon, with hysteria, any way you can.

— Laini Taylor

And they were quiet but their blood and nerves and butterflies were not—they were rampantly alive, rushing and thrumming in a wild and perfect melody, matched note for note.

— Laini Taylor

.and when he let her go, it was as if she had been filled and didn't realize it until he pulled away, and the absence rushed back in.

— Laini Taylor

Anyone who takes on my sister," he had postured once, all puffed-out bravado, "will have to deal with ...my sister." And then he'd dived behind her and cowered.

— Laini Taylor

Around Mid, my powers desert me. I lose basic motor function, like my brain focuses all neural activity on my lips and shifts into kiss preparedness mode way too early, to the detriment of things like speech, and walking.

— Laini Taylor