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“Love does not always wear the face we wish,�� she said. “I wish my love had been more beautiful. I wish �� I wish we had more time.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“When the devil waged war in the heavens, even angels had to fall.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“Love did not always wear the face one wished it would.
Sometimes it looked downright monstrous.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“--perhaps monsters were misunderstood gods; deities with plans too grand for humans; a phantom of evil that drank from the roots of good.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“I wish my love was more beautiful.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“"You see that, my Zosia?" he had asked. "That is the devil. When a man cannot see a person as a person, then the devil has slipped into him and is peering out of his eyes."”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“Then again, the names we are born with can end up meaning so little. The names we give ourselves, well, perhaps that’s the truth of us.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“What he had done had not looked like love.
But then again, love did not always wear a face of beauty”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“Enrique had brought her a cookie and made her laugh, and it felt like sitting beside a fire in one's own home, knowing exactly where everything was and who would come to the door.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“See how the symbols stretch across all three shields? They represent a god."
Hypnos frowned. "There's a God of lions and knives and wineglasses? That seems incredibly specific."
"This god is Shezmu," said Enrique, rolling his eyes. "He's seldom depicted, perhaps because he's at such odds with himself. On the other hand, he's the lord of perfumes and gracious oils, often considered something of a celebration deity."
"My kind of god," said Hypnos.
"He is also the god of slaughter, blood and dismemberment."
"I amend my original statement," said Hypnos.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“He wanted someone who would enter a room and look for him first, to behold him as though the secrets of the world lay somewhere in his gaze, to finish his sentences. Someone to share cake with.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“Most myths are just truths covered in cobwebs.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“My life, and whatever is left of it, will not be what his soul gnaws on to regain its strength. My death is not in service of his character, and I will not be a sacrifice simply for him to find his peace of mind. He is not my responsibility to save.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“Depending on who you ask, sometimes ghost stories are all that is left of history. History is full of ghosts, because it’s full of myth. All of it woven together depending on who survived to do the telling.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“But a shared past didn’t make a future.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“Séverin Montagnet-Alarie knew there was only one difference between monsters and gods. Both inspired fear. Only one inspired worship.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“I’ll perish left to my own devices. Life is cruel, and often without cake.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“Maybe for girls made of snow, love was worth the melt. But she was made of stolen bones and sleek fur, grave dirt and strange blood - her heart wasn’t even hers to give. Her soul was all she had, and no love was worth losing it.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“Something that can pull men apart-"
"Money?" asked Enrique.
"Love!" said Hypnos.
"Magnets," said Zofia.
Laila, Enrique, and Hypnos turned to stare at her.
"Powerful magnets," Zofia amended.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“When a man cannot see a person as a person, then the devil has slipped into him and is peering out of his eyes.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“as if he’d fought the world for the privilege to draw air into his lungs. That’s what life was. A privilege. He wouldn’t waste it chasing vengeance. He would do something vastly more meaningful, more important.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“You’re a lot braver than most of the people outside,�� said Enrique. “None of them could build a bomb with their eyes closed and wander into a metal monster and still want to name it ‘David.�� Trust in yourself, Phoenix.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“When he [Enrique] turned his head, he saw Zofia and Raslan on the left side of his bed, while Laila and Severin stood near the foot.
"Bravery is physically exhausting," he managed.
"You're awake!"cried Laila, hugging him.
"You're alive."
"And your hair remains exceptional," said Ruslan kindly.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“The teeth of the devil call to me.

I am the devil.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“I cannot see you hurt, ma chère,�� he said softly. “Allow me.�� “Allow�� was a strange word. Zofia had never considered that she might grant someone permission to protect her, and a feeling of warmth—like gulping down not-too-hot soup—settled into her chest. She stepped back wordlessly. “You look like you have practice in such recreation, Patriarch,�� said Eva. Hypnos merely held out his hand. Eva slashed her taloned ring across it, leaving his palm bloody. Grimacing, Hypnos pressed his hand to the metal. A moment passed, then two �� “I hope I did not ruin myself for nothing,�� muttered Hypnos. “That was my favorite palm, you know.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“I am frightened,�� he said quietly. “It is a constant state of being I have yet to make peace with.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“Knowledge was coy. It liked to hide beneath the shroud of myth, place its heart in a fairy tale, as if it were a prize at the end of the quest.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“Zofia did not believe in spirits. But the wind made the howling sound that had frightened her as a child and a small part of her thought of the stories that Hela had whispered in the dark. Tales of dybbuks with their disjointed souls and blue lips, of drowned ghost girls forced to guard treasure, of lands between the space of midnight and dawn where the dead walked and the light ran cold and thin. Zofia neither liked nor believed in those tales.

But she did remember them.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“Perhaps,�� he said, his voice low. He trailed his hand up her thigh. “All goddesses are just beliefs draped on the scaffolding of ideas. I can’t touch what’s not real.�� Séverin looked up at her. His pupils were blown out. “But I can worship it all the same.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents

“Does this make me irresistible to animate and inanimate things?�� asked Hypnos. “Because that pleases me.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Silvered Serpents