Zitate und Sprüche aus And I Darken

Some victories are merely defeat wearing the wrong clothing.

Souls and thrones are irreconcilable.

On our wedding night, I will cut out your tongue and swallow it. Then both tongues that spoke our marriage vows will belong to me, and I will be wed only to myself. You will most likely choke to death on your own blood, which will be unfortunate, but I will be both husband and wife and therefore not a widow to be pitied.

If you are too weak to stand being hit and too stupid to avoid it, then you deserve more pain.

Her spine was steel. Her heart was armor. Her eyes were fire.

"I think of you like a sister," he said. "Like a brilliant, violent, occasionally terrifying sister that I would follow to the ends of earth, in part because I respected her so much and in part because I feared what she would do to me of I refused. "
She nodded. "I would do awful things."

She plucked a rose and held it to her face. She hated the way roses smelled, their sweetness too fragile.

The price of living seems to always be death.

I didn’t fall in love with you. I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way. I do believe in fate and destiny, but I also believe we are only fated to do the things that we’d choose anyway. And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.

Boys suck. Even when they have perfect blue eyes and ridiculously cool trucks. Maybe especially then.

And I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you and I'd choose you.

I get that you're scared and that you've been hurt. But doing what is easy and safe is no way to live, and a life without passion and love is so far beneath what you deserve.

Sometimes I wanted to take a memory - one perfect memory - curl up in it, and go to sleep.

He winked at her. She giggled. And I threw up a little in my mouth.

Being dead wasn't supposed to hurt. Where was the fairness in that? If I was dead, the least the universe could do was make it painless.

Wait, so am I allowed to put my shirt back on? Or did you want me to remove my pants, too?

"Told you I was going to mess up your make up," he said, a smug grin on his face.

"I'm fine." It's a lie. I am not fine. My head is a symphony of pain, a sadistic master maestro conducting an opus of excruciating, devastating perfecting.

If you fail to report within the next 12 hours. you will be terminated. If you attack any humans, you will be terminated. If you attempt to remove the tracking device, you will be terminated. We look forward to working with you.

"'Be prepared', that's my motto." He smiled smugly at me. "That, and 'Sleep whenever possible.' Oh, and 'If you don't notice it's gone, what's the harm in me taking it?'"

I can't seem to keep my heart from leaking out of the cracks, like sand clutched in a fist.