Top 54 R.L. LaFevers Quotes
#2. The body on the ground is nothing more than a shell, a husk, and I am filled with a sense of peace. Yes, I think. Yes. This is what I want to be. An instrument of mercy, not vengeance.
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#3. He does not start guiltily, as he should, but frowns in annoyance. "Who are you?"
I slip my hand through the slit of my overskirt, and my fingers close around the hard wood of the crossbow tiller. "Vengeance," I say softly.
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#4. I stare at him coldly. "I do not care for needlework." I pause. "Unless it involves the base of the skull.
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#5. I will sit here but an hour or two, then leave."
I yawn. "So very long as that?"
When he answers, there is a wry note in his voice. "I do have my reputation to protect.
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#6. Whenever you are ready, or if you never are, my heart is yours ...
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#7. I have found it is surprisingly difficult to remain sad when a cat is doing its level best to sandpaper one's cheeks.
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#8. Every time he glances at me I feel it just as surely as if he has reached out and run his finger along my soul. It is all I can do not to smile at the sheer wonder of it.
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#9. And just as love has two sides, so too does Death. While Ismae will serve as His mercy, I will not, for that is not how He fashioned me. Every death I have witnessed, every horror I have endured, has forged me to be who I am
Death's justice.
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#10. He smiles then, and even though it is well past midnight, its as if the sun has just come out.
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#11. Hate cannot be fought with hate. Evil cannot be conquered by darkness. Only love has the power to conquer them both.
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#12. I am sorry,' he whispers. 'I am sorry I treated you so ill. I thought only to protect Duval.'
'It was not I who was poisoning him,' I say.
'No, but you had stolen his heart and I was afraid you would rip it from his chest when you left.
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#13. It is a good thing I no longer have a heart, because if I did, it would surely break.
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#14. The pain of hope dying is worse than his fists and boots.
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#15. Do you need anything before I go?
I want you to return my wits, I long to say.
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#16. Perhaps that is because you mistake death for justice, and they are not the same thing at all.
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#17. I cannot tell her I have been moping over a broken heart when I have worked so hard to convince her I have no heart at all.
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#18. I almost hope it is a mouth that opens directly to hell, for of a certainty, we could use the heat.
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#20. However, there are those who deserve to die but who have not yet encountered the means to do so - we help them on their way.
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#23. I blew that clay pigeon to smithereens. I don't know why Mum got so upset. According to Uncle Andrew she's a crack shot herself. But she says I'm too young. What I'd like to know is how old does a person have to be before they get to do all the fun stuff?
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#24. In the distance a wolf howls. Let it come, I think. Beast will most likely simply howl back, and the creature will either turn tail and run or fall into line behind him, like the rest of us have.
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#25. It is this kindness of his that unsettles me most. I can dodge a blow or block a knife. I am impervious to poison and know a dozen ways to escape a chokehold or garrote wire. But kindness? I do not know how to defend against that.
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#26. It is all we have left to us. And while it is more than I ever dared dream, it is nowhere near enough.
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#27. Are men truly such idiots that they cannot resist two orbs of flesh?
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#28. A kiss for luck, demoiselle?"
It is a magnificent, lusty kiss and I feel nothing but deep regret that it may be his last.
Just before he pulls away, he whispers in my ear. "Duval said to give you that should I get a chance. It is from him.
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#29. Surely He does not give us hearts so we may spend our lives ignoring them.
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#30. It is unwise for them to be so very happy, for the gods will feel the need to humble us.
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#31. People hear and see what they expect to hear and see.
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#32. And so it is with us; we serve as handmaidens to Death. When we are guided by His will, killing is a sacrament.
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#33. I comfort myself with the knowledge that if Duval ever feels smothered by me, it will be because I am holding a pillow over his face.
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#34. The maids in my village talked of falling in love with a man at first sight. That has always seemed naught but foolishness to me. Until I enter Sister Serafina's workshop. It is unlike anything I have ever seen, full of strange sights and smells, and I tumble headlong into love.
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#35. God's Teeth,' he says. 'I was only trying to wake you. You were crying out in your sleep.'
'I was not,' I say, then look from his neck to my knife.
'When I tried to wake you, you stabbed me.' He sounds sore put out. and I cannot blame him.
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#36. You come to us well tempered, my child, and it is not in my nature to be sorry for it. It is a well tempered blade that is the strongest.
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#37. I am left with the conviction that an avalanche would be easier to dissuade than that man.
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#38. It takes a surprising amount of courage to place one's hand into an unseen area when your mind is thinking about vermin.
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#40. While I am Death's daughter and walk in His dark shadow, surely the darkness can give way to light sometimes.
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#41. I pause at the door, wishing I could find a corner and sleep until my head clears, but the sailor said the abbess is expecting me, and while I do not know much about abbesses, I suspect they are not fond of waiting.
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#42. So ... You are well equipped for our service.'
'Which is?'
'We kill people.
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#43. The first book I opened looked promising - Mummies and Their Secrets by Sir Lynn N. Bandage.
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#44. Tis Vanth's cage. You can just move it out of the way."
"I already have," he grumbles. "With my shin.
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#45. When one consorts with assassins, one must expect to dance along the edge of a knife once or twice.
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#46. Jewels can be replaced, cousin. Independence, once lost, cannot.
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#47. As far as I can tell, it doesn't make any difference to adults how clever children are. They always stick together. Unless you are sick or dying or mortally wounded, they will always side with the other adult.
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#48. Then he offers me his arm. As I take it, I wonder what folly decreed that women cannot walk unassisted.
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#49. I bear a deep red stain that runs from my left shoulder down to my right hip, a trail left by the herbwitch's poison that my mother used to try to expel me from her womb.
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#50. If you are not careful, soon you will have men locking themselves in dungeons so that you can rescue them.
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#51. When he laces his fingers through mine, my heart does its now familiar panicked flight, bumping painfully against my ribs. My shoulder twitches as if to pull my hand back, but my heart overrules it.
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#53. Truly, we are the gods' own children, forged in the fire of our tortured pasts, but also blessed with unimaginable gifts.
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#54. Reluctantly, I headed for the stairs. I wasn't dawdling. Not exactly. Just giving Father a bit of time to calm down.
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