Many boys will bring you flowers. But someday you'll meet a boy who will learn your
favorite flower, your favorite song, your favorite sweet. And even if he is too poor to give you any of them, it won't matter because he will have taken the time to know you as no one else does. Only that boy earns your heart.
I would have come for you. And if I couldn't walk, I'd crawl to you, and no matter how broken we were, we'd fight our way out together-knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that's what we do. We never stop fighting.
The heart is an arrow. It demands aim to land true.
No mourners. No funerals. Among them, it passed for 'good luck.
I will have you without armor, Kaz Brekker. Or I will not have you at all.
It's not natural for women to fight."
"It's not natural for someone to be as stupid as he is tall, and yet there you stand.
When everyone knows you’re a monster, you needn’t waste time doing every monstrous thing.