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Laini Taylor

  • Snowhas quoted3 days ago
    Humanity, perhaps, that quality of benevolence that humans have, without irony, named after themselves.
  • Snowhas quoted2 days ago
    “Oh, I know why,” said Izîl. “I wonder if you do.”

    “I know my history.”

    Izîl laughed. One cheek was pressed flat against the dome of the minaret, and his laugh came out as a wheeze. He said, “Like mold on books, grow myths on history. Maybe you should ask someone who was there, all those centuries ago. Maybe you should ask Razgut.”
  • Snowhas quoted2 days ago
    Akiva said, “I don’t need to ask him anything.”

    “Ah, no? I see. A man once said, ‘All you need in this life is ignorance and confidence; then success is sure.’ Mark Twain, you know.
  • Snowhas quoted2 days ago
    It is a condition of monsters that they do not perceive themselves as such.
  • Snowhas quoted2 days ago
    Izîl replied, “A man once said, ‘Battle not with monsters lest you become a monster, and if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.’
  • Snowhas quoted2 days ago
    “Just tell me—” Akiva began, but Izîl cut him off.

    “Have you ever asked yourself, do monsters make war, or does war make monsters? I’ve seen things, angel. There are guerrilla armies that make little boys kill their own families. Such acts rip out the soul and make space for beasts to grow inside. Armies need beasts, don’t they? Pet beasts, to do their terrible work! And the worst is, it’s almost impossible to retrieve a soul that has been ripped away. Almost.”
  • Snowhas quoted2 days ago
    You tell me that battling with monsters has made me a monster? Doing business with devils, what has that made you?”
  • Snowhas quoted13 hours ago
    This time, it was Akiva who jerked his hand away. “Wait,” he said. “Wait.”

    He reached for her face, and Karou covered his hand with hers, pressing it to her cheek.

    He said, “I want you to know…” He swallowed. “I need you to know that I was drawn to you—to you, Karou—before the wishbone. Before I knew, and I think… I think I would always find you, no matter how you were hidden.” He was focused on her with extraordinary intensity. “Your soul sings to mine. My soul is yours, and it always will be, in any world. No matter what happens—” His voice cracked, and he took a breath. “I need you to remember that I love you.”

    Love. Karou felt bathed in light. The cherished word leapt to her own lips to answer him, but he beseeched her, “Tell me you’ll remember. Promise me.”

    Here was a promise she could make, and did. Akiva fell silent, and Karou, sitting forward, breathless, thought that that was all—that he would just say something like that and then not kiss her. Which was absurd, and she would have protested had it come to that, but it did not.

    One of his hands was already at her cheek; he lifted the other. He cradled her face in his hands, and then it was as smooth as inevitability: a gliding together. His mouth brushed hers. A dip, a touch like a whisper—a gentle, gentle grazing of Akiva’s full lower lip across both of Karou’s in an upward lilt, and then there was space between them again, so small a space, their faces so close. They breathed each other’s breath as the pull gathered between and around and in them, astral, and then the space was gone again, and all there was was the kiss.

    Sweet and warm and trembling.

    Soft and hard and deepening.

    Mint on Karou’s breath, salt on Akiva’s skin.

    His hands in her hair, plunged to the wrists like it was water; her palms at his chest, the wishbone forgotten in the discovery of his heartbeat.
  • mishiareeze721has quotedlast year
    I don’t know many rules to live by,” he’d said. “But here’s one. It’s simple. Don’t put anything unnecessary into yourself. No poisons or chemicals, no fumes or smoke or alcohol, no sharp objects, no inessential needles—drug or tattoo—and… no inessential penises, either.”

    “Inessential penises?” Karou had repeated, delighted with the phrase in spite of her grief. “Is there any such thing as an essential one?”

    “When an essential one comes along, you’ll know,
  • mishiareeze721has quotedlast year
    “Right? I know. How much does your life have to suck to want the Apocalypse?”
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