The rest of us have to keep racing along the hamster wheel of relevance.

The world is changing, and the more penitent humans there are, the less it’s “socially acceptable” to acknowledge the existence of magic.

So Nesta had become a wolf. Armed herself with invisible teeth and claws, and learned to strike faster, deeper, more lethally. Had relished it. But when the time came to put away the wolf, she’d found it had devoured her, too.

It’s a time of rest, too. And a time to reflect on the darkness—how it lets the light shine.

My friends—they had gone to war and back and had not found it worthy of glorification, had not let its memory become rose-tinted in the centuries following.

When you spend so long trapped in darkness, Lucien, you find that the darkness begins to stare back.

You don’t hold on to power by being everyone’s friend.

Doubts, like ghosts, gain strength in darkness

Men find it easier to believe they have been swindled by a witch than outwitted by a woman.

A Most Agreeable Murder feels as if Bridgerton and Agatha Christie came together, with a sprinkling of Twilight, and made a book.

Sometimes it’s better to be happy than right.

If you shrink yourself to the smallness of your circumstances, you’ll soon disappear.

Words are our tools of resurrection.

What if we could handle the hard things better if we soaked up magic and wonder the rest of the time?

Wasting talent like yours is like burning a pile of money in front of a poorhouse. It’s cruel and it stinks.

Hearts may break, but hearts are the toughest of muscles, able to pump for a lifetime, seventy times a minute, and scarcely falter along the way. Even dreams, the most delicate and intangible of things, can prove remarkably difficult to kill.

And, once that’s done, winning the peace, as they say, will be much more problematic than winning the war.

My young friend here is using a dull knife when a sharp one would be better.

She could protect him, or she could do what was right. But she was sure now that she could not do both.

Be you man or machine, death awaits us all.