Top 60 Robin LaFevers Quotes
#1. We are all of us, gods and mortals, made up of many pieces, some of them broken, some of them scarred, but none of them the total sum of who we are.
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#2. Good intentions are only lies the weak tell themselves.
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#3. Impossible things do happen. But only if we make them.
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#4. We cannot be held responsible for what our families do, especially when we have no way to control them.
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#5. What I feel is his need and desire and longing, crashing against me like waves against the shore, calling to those same unwanted feelings I hold for him. And always that inexplicable connection that draws me to him.
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#6. You came to us a lump of clay, and we molded you into an instrument of Death.
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#7. If Death could grant you a wish, you would use it for someone else? Trade your happiness for someone else's?
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#8. I am sorry. I did not see you. Normally you are lurking in the corners or skulking in the shadows, not standing in plain sight."
"I never skulk, and lurk only sometimes.
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#9. You love me?"
"Yes, you great lummox. I love you."
He lets out a sigh. "Sweet Camulos! It's about time.
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#10. What good is fighting if what you are fighting for is lost?
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#11. And there it is. The threat I have lived with my entire life. If I am not good enough, kind enough, thoughtful enough, obedient enough, I will be cast from my home like a stunted fish from a fisherman's net.
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#12. The fault lies not with you she says this so gently it makes me want to cry. I have never shed a tear, not throughout all my father's beatings or guillo's mauling, but a few kind words from this women and it is all i can do not to bawl like a babe.
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#13. How do you not know the nature of the hellequin's hunt? Have you sprouted from the earth wholly formed, like some miraculous cabbage?
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#14. I will no longer sit and wait patiently for my happiness to grow like some budding fruit on the limbs of a tree, but will mold it and shape it with my own hands.
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#15. And I must remind myself that assassins should take no pleasure in their finery and frippery.
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#16. Getting the poison to them is more difficult than it should be. I cannot just slip it into their food, they eat with the rest of the household, and as much as I dislike everyone here, I am not willing to poison them all. At least not yet.
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#18. Yes. I have see Him, but He is the god of Death, not some knight to be swooned over.
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#19. Something has changed me, but it has also freed me.
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#20. I will not let them take you alive." Of all the things he could have said, that is the one thing that comforts me the most. "Nor I you," I say around a strange lump that has formed in my throat.
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#21. You always hold a piece of yourself back, Annith. For all your love and affection and kindness, there is always a part of yourself that you withhold from others.
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#23. She carries nothing" he says, "but a small dagger and an even smaller heart.
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#24. You are not my nursemaid. Remember, I am rescuing you.
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#25. I have avoided the fate my father planed for me, surely it is I who won not he.
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#26. I must have faith, but having faith is hard, so very much harder than despair.
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#27. My hand tightens on my wine goblet, and I am glad it is silver, not glass, for surely it would shatter under the force of my annoyance with this woman.
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#28. Besides, he is one of the few things that has ever loved me and survived.
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#29. My lady! Come away from there before you catch your death! Her words bring a smile to my lips. Does she think Death is some small bird with my name written on it, beating at the window in the hope that I will catch it?
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#30. The abbess may well try and force me to return to the convent, silent and in disgrace, but I will not go back. Not like this. Indeed, I can see no way I can ever return to the convent, for the abbess will not let me return in victory, and I refuse to do so in defeat.
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#31. Men of power are unwilling to believe anything ill of their own kind.
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#33. I am beginning to think that love itself is never wrong. It is what love can drive people to do that is the problem.
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#34. When one has made as many mistakes as I have, one becomes very familiar with the fullness of God's grace and mercy.
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#35. He lowers his lips to mine, placing them over my mouth gently, our kiss bearing the weight of a thousand we may never have.
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#37. Indeed, I am as skilled as any alchemist, but instead of turning lead into gold, I turn my fear into daring, and assuredly that is a far greater trick.
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#39. It is rarely a lack of love that forces two hearts apart, but other obstacles.
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#40. It is best if you do not spend all your time wishing you were somewhere else.
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#41. Some days, like today, my aim and timing is so true it takes my breath away and I feel certain Mortain's hand guides my own.
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#42. I want you to be with me for the right reasons. Not because you feel you must or because you fear we will die, but because you want it with your heart and your body.
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#44. I was wondering, since I have kissed you three times now, if you might turn into a handsome prince." At the sight of his quick, easy grin, I feel my heart dance in my chest.
"Alas, you are still stuck with a toad, my lady.
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#45. I point out. It was the most foolish, jape-fisted bit of buffoonery I have ever seen, and I am impressed in spite of that.
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#46. And have you never questioned your faith? Never doubted or turned your back on Him?"
"No. I have not.
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#47. He snorts in disbelief. Is that yet another miracle of Mortain? That His acolytes are able to contort themselves enough to tend to their own backs?
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#48. Don't you see? Your mortal heart shines like a candle flame and I, like one of those hapless black moths you used to leave as an offering, am helpless before its lure.
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#49. Lie as convincingly as I can and pray she doesn't kill someone important.
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#50. I know I should look away, let him grieve in private, but I cannot. The sweet girl that I knew only briefly is the key to this gentle beast who has captured my heart.
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#52. Just as I am drifting off to sleep, he speak again, so softly I almost cannot be certain it is not a dream.
I am sorry. You make me ashamed of what we are, of what little we can offer you, and I lashed out at you when what I really wanted was to punish my own dark thoughts.
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#53. You're jealous!" I am so surprised I scarce remember to keep my voice low. He flinches at the word, then looks sorely affronted. "Jealous? Of that old man? Nay, it is just that if anyone is to hunt you, it should be me.
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#54. I am a handmaiden of Death. I walk in His dark shadow and do His bidding. Serving Him is my only purpose in this life, and I have let my annoyance drive that duty from my mind. It will not happen again.
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#56. He flashes a grin that is two parts death and one part humor.
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#57. A short while later, as I stare down at the bodies of the six men I have just killed, I cannot help but wonder: Do I love killing? Of a certainty, I love the way my body and weapons move as one; I revel in the knowledge of where to strike for maximum impact. And of a certainty, I am good at it.
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#58. Marveling at how easily he has absolved me, I step forward and take his big hands into my own. Not you, for you are as different from them as day is from night.
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#59. I have always been willful and stubborn. It is one of my greatest sins."
"But is it a sin? If it allows you to survive? Endure? Prevail?
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#60. Wasn't she scared?" Isabeau asked, her voice naught but a whisper. "To go with death?"
"No." I reach over and tuck her hair behind her ear. "For death is not scary or evil or even unmerciful; it is simply death.
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