This Woven Kingdom Book Quotes

He was terrified she'd go and do something brutal, like smile at him.

The constant, gnawing ache inside him---this pitiful need that grew only more fraught in the wake of every darkness that devoured him---he longed for her warmth, for her radiance.

That day, Cyrus had learned cowardice was a luxury. Only the priviledged few could afford to run away, to lock their doors and close their eyes to ugliness. The rest lived in homes without doors to lock, looked through eyes without lids to shut. They confronted the dark even as their hearts trembled, as their souls shook--for even strangled by fear, there was no choice but to endure. No one would be along to slay their demons.