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“Everything is going to be fine in the end.
If it's not fine it's not the end.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Critic As Artist: With Some Remarks on the Importance of Doing Nothing and Discussing Everything

“You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.”
― oscar wilde

“We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Art is the only serious thing in the world. And the artist is the only person who is never serious.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is by far the best ending for one.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

“Music makes one feel so romantic - at least it always gets on one's nerves - which is the same thing nowadays.”
― Oscar Wilde

“You know more than you think you know, just as you know less than you want to know.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

“I love acting. It is so much more real than life.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

“One can always be kind to people about whom one cares nothing.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

“Some things are too important to be taken seriously.”
― Oscar Wilde

“It takes great courage to see the world in all its tainted glory, and still to love it. And even more courage to see it in the one you love”
― Oscar Wilde, An Ideal Husband

“It’s always been you; it’ll always be you, Angel.”
― Kirsty Moseley, The Boy Who Sneaks in My Bedroom Window

“He turned to me, and do you know what he said to me ? He said in a deadly serious tone, 'Momma, am I dead?' And I said 'no honey, you're not dead', and he shook his head, looking all confused about something. Then he pointed to you dancing and said, 'if I'm not dead, then why is there an Angel in our house.'”
― Kirsty Moseley, The Boy Who Sneaks in My Bedroom Window

“Not belonging is a terrible feeling. It feels awkward and it hurts, as if you were wearing someone else's shoes.”
― Phoebe Stone, The Romeo and Juliet Code

“There is no pretending," Jace said with absolute clarity. "I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I'll love you then.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“You have to fight, Vi,' Xaden whispers against my forehead as we move. 'You can hate me all you want when you wake up. You can scream, hit, throw your fucking daggers at me for all I care, but you have to live. You can't make me fall for you and then die. None of this is worth it without you.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“You're still looking.'
...
'You make it hard to look away.'
...
'I'm over here keeping my hands and memories to myself because you asked me to, and you're fucking me with your eyes. That's not playing fair.'
...
'Told you to stop staring.'
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'If you'd just man up and admit there's something between us, I would strip down to my skin so you could see every single inch of me. And once I had you begging, I'd drop down to my knees, undo those flight leathers you're wearing, and wrap my lips around-'

Xaden chokes.

Every head in the dining hall turns his way, and Garrick pounds on his back until Xaden waves him off, taking a drink of his water.

I grin, which earns me about six looks of confusion from our table and one set of rolled eyes from Liam.

'You're going to be the death of me.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Dragons always know.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“I know. I made it my business to know everything there was to know about you the second I saw you on the parapet.'

'Because that's not creepy.' I let the coffee warm my freezing hands.

'Can't know how to ruin someone without understanding them first,' he says quietly.

I lift my gaze to find that his is already on me. 'And is that still your plan?' Mira's words have haunted me for two days.

He flinches. 'No.'

'What changed?' Frustration tightens my grip on the mug. 'When exactly did you decide not to ruin me?'

'Maybe it was when I saw Oren holding a knife to your throat,' he says. 'Or maybe it was when I realised the bruises on your neck were fingerprints and wanted to kill them all over again just so I could do it slowly. Maybe it was the first time I recklessly kissed you or when I realised I'm fucked because I can't stop thinking about doing more than just kissing you.' My breath catches at his admission, but he just sighs, lets his head fall back against the wall. 'Does it even matter when, as long as it changed between us?'

'Don't do that,' I whisper, and he lifts his head again to hold my gaze.

'Do what? Tell you I can't get you out of my head? Or speak directly into yours?'

'Either.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“They’re accommodations for me. I’ve seen your memories. I’m not about to have you sticking daggers into my leg to climb up. Now let’s go.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“As angry as I am, I can’t imagine a world without him in it. “I need you to survive this, even if I hate that I still love you.â€�
“I can live with that.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“He yanks me close and kisses my forehead. 'There is no me without you,' he says against my skin.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Have you always been this tall?' I blurt the first thing that comes to mind.

'No, I was a child at some point.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Then he guides our hands back to my ribs and slides the ruby-hilted blade back into its sheath.
The move is unnervingly…hot.
“You’re not going to disarm me?� I challenge as he releases his grip and pushes up more, removing his weight from my body. My ribs expand as I take my first full breath.
“Nope. Defenseless women have never been my type.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Let's go, Violet Sorrengail.' He lifts his head, and the golden dragon peeks out from under his wing.

'How do you know my name?' I gawk up at him.

'And to think, I'd almost forgotten just how loquacious humans are.' He sighs, the gust of his breath rattling the trees. 'Get on my back.'

Oh. Shit. He's choosing... me.

'Get on your back?' I repeat like a fucking parrot. 'Have you seen you? Do you have any idea how huge you are?' I'd need a damned ladder to get up there.

The look he gives me can only be described as annoyance. 'One does not live a century without being well aware of the space one takes up. Now get on.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Should I get the Wingleader?”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“You will not fall. I will not allow it.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“So, Tairn hasn't channelled to you, either, right?' Liam asks, a look of uncertainty, vulnerability on his face.

I shake my head. 'I think he has commitment issues,' I whisper.

'I heard that.'

'Then stay out of my head.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“You should end the enemy at your feet.'
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'I can't kill an unconscious man.'
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'He would kill you given the same chance.'

'Well, that's a statement on his character. Not mine.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing