Because it is dangerous to ignore the existence of the irrational. The more cultivated a person is, the more intelligent, the more repressed, then the more he needs some method of channeling the primitive impulses he’s worked so hard to subdue.

He’d had enough experience of both kinds of misfortune to know that there was a vast difference between feeling yourself a victim of random strokes of fate and having to accept that your troubles had been brought about by your own folly.

Irony, it’s good for your blood.

If you expected the present to be a continuation of the past, you weren't actually looking at the present through clear eyes.

There is nothing more sacred than the Archives. Even temples can be rebuilt, but books cannot be rewritten.

Depraved, disturbing, deranged, & delightful.

Aelin. She was Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius, and she was Queen of Terrasen.

Every step. Every curve into darkness. Every moment of despair and rage and pain. It had led him to precisely where he needed to be. Where he wanted to be.

“The world,” Aelin said, “will be saved and remade by the dreamers, Rolfe.”

“When you shatter the chains of this world and forge the next, remember that art is as vital as food to a kingdom. Without it, a kingdom is nothing, and will be forgotten by time.”

“My name is Celaena Sardothien,” she whispered, “and I will not be afraid.”

No longer would they be locked away in her heart.

“Once you know this, there is no unknowing it,”

“Guards are of no use in a library.” Oh, how wrong he was! Libraries were full of ideas—perhaps the most dangerous and powerful of all weapons.

Here is a very special place - one that we all know in some form or fashion.

We have been given immense power, and we must use it. To squander it would be wicked especially if we do not use it to right wrongs

A slow-burn fantasy romance for fans of S.A. Chakraborty

“They came for Manchuria first. They will come for Shanghai next, swallow up the coastal city where they have already been allowed land and law. The empire across the sea is small. And when this is an age of expansion, they will claim that invasion must be performed in self-defense, that it is a necessity while their people grow hungrier, a population with mouths to feed and feet to plant.”

“That’s ridiculous—I would never kick him onto the sofa,” Juliette replied. “If he ever angers me, a better punishment would be for him to continue sleeping next to me, feeling the power of my wrath.”

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