Claire Legrand Quotes & Sayings

But how can she change a person like that? said Victoria.
She just can. I'd never have thought before, ever, that I could hate music and want to leave it behind, but now
Lawrence Prewitt, said Victoria. Her voice was shaking, but she stood up and put on such a fierce dazzle that even Donovan seemed to wake up. Don't you dare ever start talking like that again, or when I get out of here, I'll leave you behind with the gofers. Lawrence smiled. I've missed your threats, Vicky. — Claire Legrand

You're powerful, Clara. Or you could be, if you would let go of your fear long enough to realize it. — Claire Legrand

Some old ugly woman says she'll teach you magic. — Claire Legrand

I feel like we are playing the Quiet Game. When you're tired of playing and want to shout out all the words you've been keeping inside you, but you absolutely cannot lose. So instead you sit, and bite down on everything screaming inside you, and wait. — Claire Legrand

I'm not like her. I don't steal people."
Mr. Tibbalt watched her, saying nothing.
The silence made Victoria bristle. "Well, I don't. — Claire Legrand

I want to ask him about these things, but whenever I imagine doing so, I freeze up. I have always been better at writing things than saying them. — Claire Legrand

Completely alone, no note, no anything. Hours pass by. Day turns to night. And then, finally, you show up - with blood all over you?"Anastazia — Claire Legrand

That's what life is, you know: a bunch of baby steps, one after another after another, and sometimes you fall, but you always get back up, and eventually you get where you're going. — Claire Legrand

So many stories yet to be told, so many secrets to be unearthed. It would happen soon; Clara would make sure of it, and if Nicholas tried to evade her, well, she still had her daggers. — Claire Legrand

Victoria hated messes. She hated distractions. Friends were the worst distraction of all. — Claire Legrand

We all carry secrets' said the fox. 'The more we ignore them, the heavier they become. — Claire Legrand

Being nothing felt quite the same as being something. Maybe she had never been something at all. — Claire Legrand

Have you ever watched people when they don't know you're watching them? Like in a movie theater or a concert. When people get caught up in watching something, their faces change. The lines on their faces get softer, because whatever they're watching has made them forget how they think they're supposed to be looking. Instead, they just ARE - just sitting there, listening and watching and being real. — Claire Legrand

It's a strange feeling, when you hear a good piece of music. It starts out kind of shaky, this hot, heavy knot in your chest. At first it's tiny, like a spot of light in a dark room, but then it builds, pouring through you. And the next thing you know, everything from your forehead down to your fingers and toes is on fire. You feel like the hot, heavy knot in your chest is turning into a bubble. It's full of everything good in the world, and if you don't do something
if you don't run or dance or shout to everyone in the world about this music you've just heard
it'll explode. — Claire Legrand

is that you read my thoughts using magic, and that's how you found out my real name." "Mind — Claire Legrand

This is our fight, Sly Boots, not yours. You're not a witch." "No, — Claire Legrand

He lived in a dreamer's world of ivory keys and messy shirts, unconcerned with the people around him. — Claire Legrand

WORTHLESS, USELESS — Claire Legrand

But it's hard to leave a place when you're tied to it by fear, when it's broken you with fear, when it's all you've ever known. — Claire Legrand

I start to worry that I should be saying something. Most of the time I think I could be perfectly content without saying a single word, but no one else seems to function that way. There is so much talking in the world, and so much expectation to talk, even if you do not feel like talking. I find it overwhelming. — Claire Legrand

Sly Boots had betrayed them. They had lost the skeletons. — Claire Legrand

How can the world look so perfect when I feel so broken? — Claire Legrand

Sometimes,' Anastazia said, 'it isn't about being the most powerful person or the person who has the most knowledge. It isn't about being the oldest person, or the strongest person, or the person who makes all the right decisions. Sometimes it's about being the person who decides to stand up and fight. — Claire Legrand

But you're supposed to play music, obviously," said Victoria.
Lawrence looked at her in surprise.
"You mean it? I thought you hated it."
"I do mean it," said Victoria. She felt pretty shocked herself. "It's annoying sometimes - well, a lot of the time, really - but it's obviously the thing you're best at, so why shouldn't you do it?" Embarrassed at how happy Lawrence looked, she tried to smooth the wrinkles out of her dirty pajamas. "I mean, it's only logical, isn't it?"
"If you weren't, well, you - I'd want to kiss you right now."
It was fortunate that the room was so dark. Victoria's cheeks turned bright red.
"Well," she said. "Well. — Claire Legrand

No, but I'm Quicksilver's friend," Sly Boots replied, "and I won't let her do this alone." Lars — Claire Legrand

Victoria pushed it open the rest of the way and stepped inside. She left it open in case she needed to make a quick exit. The fact that she had to think about things like quick exits infuriated her. — Claire Legrand

Even after everything else has gone wrong, pancakes still smell the same. — Claire Legrand

dried blood on Quicksilver's hands, — Claire Legrand

You cannot shy away from yourself. Look the world in the eye, and it can do nothing to hurt you. — Claire Legrand

If I am a puzzle, this is the moment in which I find the first corner piece. There is still a lot of work to do; I still have a thousand pieces of myself to fit into place. But everyone knows you're supposed to find the corners first. They are the beginning. — Claire Legrand

She had forgotten how to care about the city that had taken so much from her. Forgetting was the only way she had found to keep moving every day. — Claire Legrand

Who are you?" the boy asked. He examined the stranger from head to toe and made a face. "You're ugly." "And — Claire Legrand

They headed back into the maze of gardens. The shrubberies seemed to crawl. Victoria ignored them, pushing past thorns and brambles and suspiciously roachlike leaves, concentrating not on them but on the pinching grip of Lawrence's fingers. Hmm, she thought. I suppose this is actually somewhat useful. She didn't so much mind holding his hand from that moment on. — Claire Legrand

If you weren't, well, you
I'd want to kiss you right now. It was fortunate that the room was so dark. Victoria's cheeks turned bright red. — Claire Legrand

His eyes shone with an anguish Clara understood well. Loss, horrible loss. Pain and anger, and the world being pulled out from beneath one's feet. — Claire Legrand

I suppose most things in a person's life are good for a while, even if that doesn't last very long. Maybe that is why, even after something has gone wrong, we spend so much time trying to fix it. Because we remember when it wasn't broken. — Claire Legrand

If you will not choose a name," Mother Petra told five-year-old Girl from behind her enormous desk, "and if you will not answer to any we choose for you, then you will have no name at all." And — Claire Legrand

I am going to die, her brain recited calmly. I am going to be stabbed until I am died. How infuriating. I have so much left to do. — Claire Legrand

You were looking for me?
Victoria wondered if she would be red for the rest of her life. Yes.
Isn't that something. Perfect ice queen Victoria looking for skunkish old me. — Claire Legrand

Pig! Pig! Pig!" the other girls began to chant, turning up their noses too. Girl's skin crawled with anger. That — Claire Legrand

This marking, said Victoria, running her finger over a knot in the bark. What does it look like to you?
It looks like a heart, said Lawrence. He put his fingers on the knot too. They brushed Victoria's, and he drew back. I mean, not that I think about things like that, or
well, you know. — Claire Legrand