Quotes About Dorian Havilliard

#1. Rowan considered for a moment, and then said, "I have known many kings in my life, Dorian Havilliard. And it was a rare man indeed who asked for help when he needed it, who would put aside pride.

Sarah J. Maas

#2. Son or no son," the king snarled, "I am still your king. You will obey me, Dorian Havilliard, or you will pay. I'll have no more of your questioning.

Sarah J. Maas

#3. Yet no matter what happened tomorrow, or next week, or next year, she was grateful. Grateful to the gods, to fate, to herself for being brave enough to kiss him that night. Grateful for this little bit of time she'd been given with him.

Sarah J. Maas

#4. As for Celaena," he said again, "you do not have the right to wish she were not what she is. The only thing you have a right to do is decide whether you are her enemy or her friend.

Sarah J. Maas

#5. She was not becoming anything different from what she always was and always had the capacity to be. You just finally saw everything. And once you saw that other part of her ... You cannot pick and choose what parts of her to love. Just as you cannot pick which parts of me you accept.

Sarah J. Maas

#6. What kind of world is it that lets a thing like that happen? That lets a girl like Sue get murdered for kicks, or kids in Afghanistan starve, or baby seals get skinned alive?
-Matt Honeycutt

L.J.Smith

#7. No mighty king, no ambitious emperor, no pope, or prophet ever dreamt of such an awesome pulpit, so potent a magic wand [television].

Fred W. Friendly

#8. Kaltain Rompier had just turned the tide of this war.
Dorian had never been more ashamed of himself.
He should have been better. Should have seen better. They all should have.

Sarah J. Maas

#9. They were infinite. They were the beginning and the ending; they were eternity. The king standing before them gaped as the shield of flame died out to reveal Aelin and Dorian, hand in hand, glowing like newborn gods as their magic entwined.

Sarah J. Maas

#10. He was a boy in love with a wildfire. Or at least he thought he was

Sarah J. Maas

#11. The following day she didn't expect the messenger who arrived after breakfast, asking for the name of her village. And when she hesitated, he said the Crown Prince wanted to know.
Wanted to know, so he could have it added to his personal map of the continent.

Sarah J. Maas

#12. And he looked lonely enough that she said, 'If you like, you could be my friend'.

Sarah J. Maas

#13. We never know what we're looking for until we aren't there anymore.

Kristen Chandler

#14. Dream your sacred dreams.

Lailah Gifty Akita

#15. Everything- everything was for Dorian, for his friend. For himself, he had nothing left to lose. He was nothing more than a nameless oath-breaker, a liar, a traitor.

Sarah J. Maas

#16. They were full of light, of fire and starlight and sunshine. They over-flowed with it as they snapped the final tether on the king's power and cleaved his darkness away, burning it up until it was nothing.

Sarah J. Maas

#17. I have no name," she purred. "I'm whoever the keepers of my fate tell me to be.

Sarah J. Maas

#18. No, the quest did not end here. Not even close. Dorian slid the keys into his pocket.

And the road that now sprawled before him, curving into unknown, awaiting shadow . . . it did not frighten him.

Sarah J. Maas

#19. Dorian surged from the chair and dropped to his knees beside the bed. He grabbed Chaol's hand, squeezing it as he pressed his brow against his. "You were dead," the prince said, his voice breaking. "I thought you were dead.

Sarah J. Maas

#20. Unlike in Europe, where serving is often a career rather than a backup plan, American table-waiting remains a bootstrap business, and some of the biggest skeptics of waiter training courses and schools are seasoned servers themselves.

David Sax

#21. He found her beautiful, if a bit strange and sour. It was something in the way that her eyes sparked when she looked at something lovely in the landscape. He couldn't understand it.

Sarah J. Maas

#22. He won every game, yet she hardly noticed. As long as she hit the ball, it resulted in shameless bragging. When she missed - well, even the fires of Hell couldn't compare to the rage that burst from her mouth. He couldn't remember a time when he'd laugh so hard.

Sarah J. Maas

#23. She haunted his thoughts, made him wish to do grand and wonderful things in her name.

Sarah J. Maas

#24. And he wondered if Aelin was somehow watching the archipelago, and the seas, and the skies, as if she might never see them again.

Sarah J. Maas

#25. He looked at his friend, perhaps for the last time, and said what he had always known, from the moment they'd met, when he'd understood that the prince was his brother in soul. I love you.

Sarah J. Maas

#26. I'd hate for you to waste away into nothing. It'd be a shame to lose the most beautiful woman in the world so soon into her immortal, wicked life.

Sarah J. Maas

#27. War is sanctioned murder, no matter what side you're on.

Sarah J. Maas

#28. I believe strongly in an author's moral responsibility. But his first obligation is to write good books.

Orhan Pamuk

#29. I'm impressed you got up here so quickly - and without a pack of court ladies hounding after you. Perhaps you should try your hand at being an assassin." He shook the hair out of his face.
"I'm not interested in court ladies," he said thickly, and kissed her.

Sarah J. Maas