Victoria Schwab Quotes & Sayings

#1. t was amazing how easy it was to think in straight lines when he was in motion, even without his violin.

#2. WESLEY AYERS is the stranger in the halls of the Coronado. He is the Keeper in the garden who shares my secret. He is the boy who reads me books. He is the one who teaches me how to touch.

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#3. All Near knows." "All Near forgets." "Or tries.

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#4. One of the cardinal rules of lying is to never, if it can be prevented, involve someone else in your story, because you can't control them. Which is why I want to punch myself when the lie that falls from my lips is, To hang out with Wesley.

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#5. I live in a world where shadows have teeth. It's not a particularly relaxing environment.

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#6. If Mom was feeling ambitious, she scribbled a small list of items beneath the word, but seeing as her handwriting is virtually illegible, we won't know what's in each box until we actually open it. Like Christmas. Except we already own everything.

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#7. A Corsai, a Malchai, and a Sunai walk into a bar -
Everyone groaned, including August.

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#8. If he'd had to judge based on the two of them, then ExtraOrdinaries were damaged, to say the least. But these words people threw around
humans, monsters, heroes, villains
to Victor it was all just a matter of semantics.

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#9. The perfectly good car comes with a perfectly dangerous girl.

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#10. He could be the monster if it kept others human.

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#11. For one, dazzling, infinite moment, August felt like he was standing on a precipice, the end of one world and the beginning of another, a whisper and a bang.

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#12. I didn't stop fighting," he said, the words so low he worried Kate wouldn't hear them, but she did. "I just got tired of losing. It's easier this way."

"Of course it's easier," said Kate. "that doesn't mean it's right.

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#13. And whatever lie he would have given, it died on his lips as they met hers.

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#14. Are you afraid of your own shadow?

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#15. But all cities were icebergs, the real power underneath

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#16. There were two kinds of monsters, the kind that hunted the streets and the kind that lived in your head. She could fight the first, but the second was more dangerous. It was always, always, always a step ahead.

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#17. What do schools do that for?" he grumbles. "What's the point of summer if they give you homework?"
"Exactly!

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#18. He fought the men and he slayed the monsters and he bested the gods, and at last the hero, having conquered all, earned the thing that he wanted most. To go home.

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#19. Perhaps it is in our best interest to... to surrender rather than waste words.

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#20. Why are there so many shadows in the world, Kate? Shouldn't there be just as much light?

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#21. This was a chance for Rhy to shine, not only as a jewel, but as a sword. He had always been a symbol of wealth. He wanted to be a symbol of power. Magic was power, of course, but it wasn't the only kind. Rhy told himself he could still be strong without it.

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#22. This whole thing," I say, slumping against the doorway, "it's a lot of change. I just needed some space.

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#23. Four years of service, and the Archive is still so full of secrets - some big, like altering; some small, like this. The more of them I learn, the more I realize how little I know, and the more I wonder about the things I have been told. The rules I have been taught.

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#24. These days, everyone left a digital mark. All day, every day at Colton, people were snapping photos, recording every mundane moment as if it deserved to be preserved, remembered.

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#25. ...something more than the sum of its parts-

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#26. All Eli had to do was smile. All Victor had to do was lie. Both proved frighteningly effective.

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#27. There you go again," murmured Rhy, leaning his head on Kell's shoulder. "You never let me fall.

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#28. The prince shrugged. Who needs magic when you look this good?

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#29. Because you don't think I'm a bad person," he said. "And I don't want to prove you wrong.

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#30. I left the window open, she says.
And just like that, the world pulls back into focus. I stop spinning and something in me cracks - not something literal like bones, thank god, but something just as deep - and I'm so ready for this damn night to end, but I don't want it to end here.

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#31. He flashed up in her vision like a flare, auburn hair and that constant furrow between his eyes: one blue, one black. Antari. Magic boy. Prince.

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#32. Even if surviving wasn't simple, or easy, or fair.
Even if he could never be human.
He wanted the chance to matter.
He wanted to live.

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#33. People are made up of so many small details. Some - like the smell of cookies baking - we can recreate. Or at least try.

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#34. And besides, if my soul's impeccable taste in music throws you off, then learn to tune me out.

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#35. Funny how when we start to tell a secret, we can't stop. Something falls open in us, and the sheer momentum of letting go pushes us on.

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#36. It's Katherine, right?"
"Kate," she said.
"Frederick?"
"Freddie," he corrected.

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#37. That's how he saw climbing, a physical exercise in positive and negative space. The vast expanse of white drawing the small, person-shaped speck into sharp relief.

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#38. Lying is easy. But it's lonely.

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#39. I'm not going to die," she said. "Not till I've seen it."
"Seen what?"
Her smile widened. "Everything.

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#40. We make a good team, Mackenzie Bishop."
"We do." We do, and that is the thing that tempers the heat beneath my skin, checks the flutter of girlish nerves. This is Wesley. My friend. My partner. Maybe one day my Crew. The fear of losing that keeps me in check.

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#41. I mean, most people want to escape. Get out of their heads. Out of their lives. Stories are the easiest way to do that.

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#42. Sight is an important thing, August. Without it, our minds invent, and the things they invent are almost always worse than the truth. It's important that they see us. See you. It's important that they know you're on their side.

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#43. She cracked a smile. "So what's your poison"
He sighed dramatically, and let the truth tumble off his tongue. "Life."
"Ah," she said ruefully. "That'll kill you.

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#44. Well, there's this new girl who just moved in on floor three. Her family's re-opening the cafe. I hear she likes to lie, and hit people."
"Oh yeah? Well, there's that strange goth guy, the one who's always lurking around Five C."
"Strangely hot in a mysterious way, though, right?

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#45. Are you proud of yourself, Katherine?"
She studied her nails. "Quite.

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#46. Truth be told, Victor didn't care for graveyards, either. He didn't like dead people, mostly because he had no effect on them. Sydney, conversely, didn't like dead people because she had such a marked effect on them.

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#47. Things only hurt more when you can see them.

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#48. The silliest things shatter you. A T-shirt discovered behind the washing machine. A toy that rolled under a cabinet in the garage, forgotten until someone drops something and goes to fetch it, and suddenly they're on the concrete floor sobbing into a dusty baseball mitt.

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#49. Come out, little Katherine, he'd say. Let's play a game.

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#50. I am Sunai," he said. "I am holy fire. And if I have to burn the world to cleanse it, so help me, I will.

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#51. Why did everyone have to ruin the quiet by asking questions? The truth was a disastrous thing.

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#52. I am broken the way most writers are, stories leaking through the cracks.

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#53. Word of mouth was its own kind of magic.

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#54. Just then, Rhy appeared, looking cheerfully drunk. "There you are!" he called, wrapping his arm around Kell's shoulders and hissing in his ear. "Hide. Princess Cora is hunting princes ... .

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#55. I can see why my daughter likes you."
"Do you think she's falling for my dashing good looks, my charm, or the fact that I supply her with pastries?

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#56. When he touches me there is nothing but touch. There is no thought of wrong and no through of loss and no thought of anything, because thoughts can't get through the static.

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#57. The Archive means that the past is never gone. Never lost. Knowing that, it's freeing. It gave me permission to always look forward. After all, we have our own Histories to write.

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#58. His eyes found hers in the dark. They were a storm of blue and grey, at times bright and at others almost colorless. He tipped his head wordlessly in the direction of his chambers, and she followed.

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#59. So stop fighting. Let the noise go white. Let it be like water. And float.

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#60. A person chose their path. Or they made a new one.

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#61. I am not afraid of nightmares, because mine came true and I lived through them.

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#62. The funny thing about armor is that it doesn't just keep other people out. It keeps us in. We build it up around us, not realizing that we're trapping ourselves.

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#63. It takes at least three assassination attempts to scare me off. And even then, if there are baked goods involved, I might come back.

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#64. Every weakness exposes flesh," he'd said, "and flesh invites a knife.

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#65. I pull the key from around my neck and slip it into the hole beneath my brother's card. It doesn't turn. It never turns. But I never stop trying.

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#66. Her eyes register the darkness beyond the windows, then travel back to the neglected groceries. Something in her sags. And for a moment, I see her. Not the watts-too-bright, smile-till-it-hurts her, but the real one. The mother who lost her little boy.

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#67. The only way to truly record a person is not in words, not in still frames, but in bone and skin and memory.

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#68. but there was still something about Freddie. Something . . . disarming, infectious, familiar. In an auditorium full of stares, his was the gaze she felt.

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#69. Rhy held Kell's pain in his hands, while Kell held Rhy's life in his.

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#70. I do want it. I want you to stay. Time and disease are taking you from me. You've told me, made it clear, this is the only way I can keep you close. I will not lose that.

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#71. Knowing didn't make it any easier. Aria

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#72. The morning is a stealthy hunter, my father used to say. It sneaks up quiet and quick on the night and overtakes it.

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#73. Control was all about focus, and he couldn't do that, not with Jess hovering, studying him like a puzzle she could piece back together. She hadn't yet realized that the picture had changed.

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#74. Serena was very good at telling tales. She had always been convincing (that was the word her sister liked to use for lying).

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#75. It becomes a game, whispered and breathless.
"I hide who I am."
"I fight with the dead."
"I lie to the living."
"I am alone.

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#76. The world isn't that black-and-white, is it? It doesn't all boil down to with or against. Some of us just want to stay alive.

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#77. Do you ever wonder why music brings a soul to surface? What makes beauty work as well as pain?

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#78. I will set you free, he says just before he buries the knife in my chest, and I wake up.

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#79. I've been thinking."
"A dangerous pursuit."
"Indeed.

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#80. I want the things most people don't notice. The ring and the key and the way you have of wearing everything on the inside.

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#81. I read somewhere," said Kate, "that people are made of stardust."
He dragged his eyes from the sky. "Really?"
"Maybe that's what you're made of. Just like us."
And despite everything, August smiled.

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#82. Everything breaks . . .

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#83. A confession: I am not a good friend.

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#84. Free caffeine and sugar, a recipe for making friends.

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#85. I feel connected to you, and I couldn't bear the thought of that being severed. Lost.

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#86. Caring about someone is scary, Mac. I know. Especially when you've lost people. It's easy to think it's not worth it. It's easy to think life will hurt less if you don't. But it's not life unless you care about it.

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#87. I am Delilah Bard, she thought, as the ropes cut into her skin. I am a thief and a pirate and a traveler. I have set foot in three different worlds, and lived. I have shed the blood of royals and held magic in my hands.

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#88. Safe. That is a pretty word.

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#89. We are welcomed to your city, added Princess Cora with a curtsy and a cherubic smile.
Kell shot Rhy a look that said, 'Honestly? This is the girl you're so afraid of?'
Rhy shot him one back that said, 'You should be, too'.

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#90. Every weakness exposes flesh, and flesh invites a knife.

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#91. They have little in common, save for their geography, and the fact that each has a version of this city straddling this river on this island country, and in each, that city is called London.

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