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“Why does anything cling to something? Maybe they love wherever they're going so much that it's worth it. Maybe they'll keep coming back, until there's only one star left. Maybe that one star will make the trip forever, out of the hope that someday—if it keeps coming back often enough—another star will find it again.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“My money’s on yes,â€� Cassian said. “Want to make a wager?â€�

“No,� Azriel said, not turning from the window.

Cassian sat up, the portrait of outrage. “No?”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Frost and Starlight

“Around us, the city twinkled, the stars themselves seeming to hang lower, pulsing with ruby and amethyst and pearl. Above, the full moon set the marble of the buildings and bridges glowing as if they were all lit from within. Music played, strings and gentle drums, and on either side of the Sidra, golden lights bobbed over riverside walkways dotted with cafes and shops, all open for the night, already packed.

Life- so full of life. I could nearly taste it crackling on my tongue.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“Lucien asked, 'What is this place?'

We all looked at him. 'Home,' I said. 'This is- my home.'

I could see the details now sinking in. The lack of darkness. The lack of screaming. The scent of the sea and citrus, not blood and decay. The laughter of children that indeed continued.

The greatest secret in Prythian's history.

'This is Velaris,' I explained. 'The City of Starlight.'

His throat bobbed. 'And you are High Lady of the Night Court.'

'Indeed she is.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“To the north, different mountains surrounded the city across the river- a river of sharp peaks like fish's teeth cleaved the city's merry hills from the sea beyond. But these mountains behind me... They were sleeping giants. Somehow alive, awake.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“Sunlight still leaked in through the windows of the town house. The scent of citrus and the sea and baked bread still filled every room.

And distantly... Children were still laughing in the streets.

Home. Home was the same- home was untouched.

I squeezed Rhys's hand so tightly I thought he'd complain, but he only squeezed tight back.

And even thought we had all bathed, as we stood there... there was a grime to us. Like the blood hadn't entirely washed off.

And I realised that home was indeed the same, but we... perhaps we were not.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“I studied the wings, the arm around my waist. 'Please don't drop me. And please don't-'

We shot into the sky, fast as a shooting star.

Before my yelp finished echoing, the city had yawned wide beneath us. Rhys's hand slid under my knees while the other wrapped around my back and ribs, and we flapped up, up, up into the star-freckled night, into the liquid dark and singing wind.

The city lights dropped away until Velaris was a rippling velvet blanket littered with jewels, until the music no longer reached even our pointed ears. The air was chill, but no wind other than a gentle breeze brushed my face- even as we soared with magnificent precision for the House of Wind.

Rhys' body was hard and warm against mine, a solid force of nature crafted and honed for this. Even the smell of him reminded me of the wind- rain and salt and something citrus-y I couldn't name.

We swerved into an updraft, rising so fast it was instinct to clutch his black tunic as my stomach clenched. I scowled at the soft laugh that ticked my ear. 'I expected more screaming from you. I must not be trying hard enough.'

'Do not,' I hissed, focusing on the approaching tiara of lights in the eternal wall of the mountain.

With the sky wheeling overhead and the lights shooting past below, up and down became mirrors- until we were sailing through a sea of stars. Something tight in my chest eased a fraction of its grip.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“At last, Lucien looked at me. At us.

He said, 'There are children laughing in the streets.'

I blinked. He said it with such... quiet surprise. As if he hadn't heard the sound in a long, long time.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“So what is there that was worth saving at the cost of everyone else?'

When I faced him, his blue eyes were as ruthless as the churning winter sea in the distance. 'Everything,' he said.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“to the stars that listen-- and the dreams that are answered”
― Sarah J Mass

“To the stars that listen - and the dreams that are answered" - Rhysand & Feyre”
― Sarah J Maas

“Before I could elbow him, Rhys kissed me again, breathless and swift.

"To the stars who listen, Feyre."

I brushed a hand over his cheek to wipe away the last tears, his skin warm and soft, and we turned down the street that would lead us home. Toward our future- and all that waited within it.

"To the dreams that are answered, Rhys.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Frost and Starlight

“Before I could elbow him, Rhys kissed me again, breathless and swift.

"To the stars who listen, Feyre."

I brushed a hand over his cheek to wipe away the last tears, his skin warm and soft, and we turned down the street that would lead us home. Toward our future- and all that waited within it.

"To the dreams that are answered, Rhys. ”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Frost and Starlight