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“And there's nothing wrong with being a lizard either. Unless you were born to be a hawk.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

“Suffering is cheap as clay and twice as common. What matters is what each man makes of it.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“Alina, I'll be back to fetch you for dinner, but should you grow restless, do feel free to run screaming from the room or take a dagger to her. Whatever seems most fitting at the time."

"Are you still here?" snapped Baghra.

"I go but hope to remain in your heart," he said solemnly. Then he winked and disappeared.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“Wretched boy.â€�
“You like him,� I said in disbelief.
Baghra scowled. “Greedy. Arrogant. Takes too many risks.�
“You almost sound concerned.�
“You like him too, little Saint,� she said with a leer in her voice.
“I do,� I admitted. “He’s been kind when he might have been cruel. It’s refreshing.�
“He laughs too much.�
“There are worse traits.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“Baghra," Nikolai said, "how are you this evening?"
"Still old and blind," she snarled.
"And charming," Nikolai drawled. "Never forget charming."
"Whelp."
"Hag."
"What do you want, pest?”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“And you," she spat in Nikolai's direction. "Go somewhere you're wanted."

"That's hardly limiting," he said.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“I will tell you a story, one I used to tell to a little boy with dark hair. A silent boy who rarely laughs, who listened more closely than I realized. A boy who had a name and not a title”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“He has served countless kings, faked countless deaths, bided his time, waiting for you.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

“When I entered and shut the door, the Darkling gave me a small bow. “How are you, Alina?â€�

“I’m fine,� I managed.

“She’s fine!� hooted Baghra. “She’s fine! She cannot light a hallway, but she’s fine.�

I winced and wished I could disappear into my boots.

To my surprise, the Darkling said, “Leave her be.�

Baghra’s eyes narrowed. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?�

The Darkling sighed and ran his hands through his dark hair in exasperation. When he looked at me, there was a rueful smile on his lips, and his hair was going every which way. “Baghra has her own way of doing things,� he said.

“Don’t patronize me, boy!� Her voice cracked out like a whip. To my amazement, I saw the Darkling stand up straighter and then scowl as if he’d caught himself.

“Don’t chide me, old woman,â€� he said in a low, dangerous voice.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

“Why do you waste all of your strenght fighting your true nauture?”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

“Do you ask your heart to beat or your lungs to breathe? Your power serves you because that is it's purpose, because it cannot help but serve you.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

“She rose and brushed the hair back from his face. "You read the flow of power the way others chart tides," she marveled. "It will make you a great leader.”
― Leigh Bardugo, The Demon in the Wood

“Do you think the world cares if you do your best? Do it again and do it right.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

“In the eerie, muffled silence of the water, he heard his mother's voice, vicious like a whip crack. She was always more of him, demanding it, and now she told him to fight. She spoke his true name, the one she only used when they trained, the name tattooed on his heart. A heart that had not stopped beating. A heart that still had life.”
― Leigh Bardugo, The Demon in the Wood

“Real power frightens them.' She'd waved at the painted altar piece. 'They want the illusion of it. An image on a wall, silent and safe.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Rule of Wolves

“To him, she was always Mama, Madraya.”
― Leigh Bardugo, The Demon in the Wood

“She had been Zoya’s teacher, feared and beloved, powerful beyond measure. “I watched her throw herself from a mountaintop. She sacrificed herself to stop you. Was that her martyrdom?â€�
The Darkling said nothing. Zoya couldn’t stop herself.
“Grigori was eaten by a bear. Elizaveta was drawn and quartered. Still, they returned. There are stories whispered in the Elbjen mountains of the Dark Mother. She crowds in when the nights grow long. She steals the heat from kitchen fires.�
“L¾±²¹°ù.â€�
“Maybe. We all have stories to tell.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Rule of Wolves

“You are as much there as you are here. The same things that make the mountain make you. It has no lungs, so let it breathe with you. It has no pulse, so give it your heartbeat. That is the essence of the Small Science.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“Are you hoping I’ll grow old and die while you complain?”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“Baghra,â€� Nikolai said, “how are you this evening?â€�
“Still old and blind,� she snarled.
“And charming,� Nikolai drawled. “Never forget charming.�
“W³ó±ð±ô±è.â€�
“H²¹²µ.â€�
“What do you want, pest?�
“I’ve brought someone to visit,� Nikolai said, giving me a push.
Why was I so nervous?
“Hello, Baghra,� I managed.
She paused, motionless. “The little Saint,� she murmured, “returned to save us all.�
“Well, she did almost die trying to rid us of your cursed spawn,� Nikolai said lightly. I blinked. So Nikolai knew Baghra was the Darkling’s mother.
“Couldn’t even manage martyrdom right, could you?� Baghra waved me in. “Come in and shut the door, girl. You’re letting the heat out.� I grinned at this familiar refrain. “And you,� she spat in Nikolai’s direction. “Go somewhere you’re wanted.�
“That’s hardly limiting,� he said. “Alina, I’ll be back to fetch you for dinner, but should you grow restless, do feel free to run screaming from the room or take a dagger to her. Whatever seems most fitting at the time.�
“Are you still here?� snapped Baghra.
“I go but hope to remain in your heart,� he said solemnly. Then he winked and disappeared.
“Wretched boy.�
“You like him,� I said in disbelief.
Baghra scowled. “Greedy. Arrogant. Takes too many risks.�
“You almost sound concerned.�
“You like him too, little Saint,� she said with a leer in her voice.
“I do,� I admitted. “He’s been kind when he might have been cruel. It’s refreshing.�
“He laughs too much.�
“There are worse traits.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“But that was not why I recoiled. Baghra’s eyes were gone. Where they should have been were two black pits, shadows writhing in their fathomless depths.
“Baghra,� I choked out. I reached for her hand, but she flinched away from my touch.
“Spare me your pity, girl.�
“What � what did he do to you?� My voice was little more than a whisper.
She gave another harsh laugh. “He left me in the dark.�
Her voice was strong, but sitting by the fire, I realized it was the only part of her that had remained unchanged.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

“Your power serves you because that is it's purpose, because it cannot help but serve you.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone