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My name is Celaena Sardothien. But it makes no difference if my name's Celaena or Lillian or Bitch, because I'd still beat you, no matter what you call me.
Sarah J. Maas (Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass, #1))
And then I am going to rattle the stars.
Sarah J. Maas (Heir of Fire (Throne of Glass, #3))
I claim you, Rowan Whitethorn. I don't care what you say and how much you protest. I claim you as my friend.
Sarah J. Maas (Heir of Fire (Throne of Glass, #3))
I worry because I care. Gods help me, I know I shouldn't, but I do. So I will always tell you to be careful, because I will always care what happens.
Sarah J. Maas (Crown of Midnight (Throne of Glass, #2))
How long was I asleep?" she whispered. He didn't respond. "How long was I asleep?" she asked again, and noticed a hint of red in his cheeks. "You were asleep, too?" "Until you began drooling on my shoulder.
Sarah J. Maas (Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass, #1))
My name is Celaena Sardothien," she whispered, "and I will not be afraid.
Sarah J. Maas (The Assassin's Blade (Throne of Glass, #0.1-0.5))
Because I am lost," she whispered onto the earth. "And I do not know the way.
Sarah J. Maas (Heir of Fire (Throne of Glass, #3))
I like music," she said slowly, "because when I hear it, I . . . I lose myself within myself, if that makes any sense. I become empty and full all at once, and I can feel the whole earth roiling around me. When I play. I'm not . . . for once, I'm not destroying, I'm creating.
Sarah J. Maas (Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass, #1))
No matter what happens," she said quietly, "I want to thank you." Chaol tilted his head to the side. "For what?" Her eyes stung but she blamed it on the fierce wind and blinked away the dampness. "For making my freedom mean something.
Sarah J. Maas (Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass, #1))
In the garden, the Captain of the Guard stared up at the young woman's balcony, watching as she waltzed alone, lost in her dreams. But he knew her thoughts weren't of him. She stopped and stared upward. Even from a distance, he could see the blush upon her cheeks. She seemed young—no, new. It made his chest ache. Still, he watched, watched until she sighed and went inside. She never bothered to look below.
Sarah J. Maas (Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass, #1))