She should not remember what it was like to be free.

When your people are lying dead around you, don't come crying to me...

And he looked lonely enough that she said, 'If you like, you could be my friend'.

He looked at his friend, perhaps for the last time, and said what he had always known, from the moment they’d met, when he’d understood that the prince was his brother in soul. “I love you.

Aelin is alive.

There was such glittering darkness in her, an endless rift straight through her core

He'd known, since the moment he figured out who she was, that while Celaena would always pick him, Aelin would not.

She had awoken this morning and slipped the amethyst ring off her finger. It had felt liked a blessed release, a final shadow lifted from her heart.

They had survived, when so many had not. And no one ­else could understand what it was like to bear it, unless they had lost as much.

Why bother? Maybe the world’s not worth saving.” She knew he meant it, too. Those lifeless eyes spoke volumes.

She wouldn't ask. Didn't want to know what manner of thing might crawl toward a fire.

Love is wind for the soul

It must be thoroughly understood that the lost land will never be won back by solemn appeals to the God, nor by hopes in any League of Nations, but only by the force of arms.

If Mark Twain had had Twitter, he would have been amazing at it. But he probably wouldn't have gotten around to writing Huckleberry Finn.

Christmas is not a time or a season but a state of mind.

I literally designed and built the sets myself, and I kind of liked it. I always gave myself eight weeks to do that - sometimes even 10 - and the shooting took five or six weeks.

What reader wants to be told what attitude to strike?

Yes, I do agree we need health care reform; however, this bill badly misses the mark. Congress can and must do better for the American people.

You have to be comfortable in what you're wearing.

Stale is stale and borrowed is borrowed, no matter how original your models may have been.

Be subtle, various, ornamental, clever, And do not listen to those critics ever Whose crude provincial gullets crave in books Plain cooking made still plainer by plain cooks.