Lila Bard Quotes & Sayings

Walking away had been easy.
Not looking back was harder. — V.E Schwab

Dammit, Bard, you're going to set the cat on fire." Lila — V.E Schwab

I want you to know if we die right now, I won't be able to distinguish if I've made it to heaven or not, because I'm already sitting here with you.. like this. -Gray Porter — Anne Eliot

Lila Bard lived by a simple rule: if a thing was worth having, it was worth taking. — V.E Schwab

He kissed her soundly, stealing her breath, before saying, "Tell me what you want, my lovely."
"I-" She stopped, too many words coming at once. 'I want you to touch me. I want you to love me. I want you to show me the life that I have been missing.' She shook her head, uncertain.
He smiled, pressing firmly with his hand against her, watching the wave of pleasure course through her. "Incredible," he whispered against the side of her neck. "So responsive. Go on..."
"I want-" She sighed as he set his lips to the hardened peak of one breast again. "I want... I want you," she said, and, in that moment, the words, so utterly simple in the face of the roiling emotions that coursed through her, seemed enough.
He moved his fingers firmly, deftly against her, and she gasped. "Do you want me here, Empress?"
She closed her eyes in embarrassment, biting her lower lip.
"Are you aching for me here?"
She nodded. "Yes."
"Poor, sweet love. — Sarah MacLean

Delilah Bard," she said. "We've met before. And you looked worse."
Rhy laughed silently. "I apologize for anything I might have done. I was not myself."
"I apologize for shooting you in the leg," said Lila. "I was myself entirely."
Rhy broke into his perfect smile. "I like this one," he said to Kell. "Can I borrow her?"
"You can try," said Lila, raising a brow. "But you'll be a prince without his fingers. — V.E Schwab

Man has obeyed commands of the Mother, the Father, the Guru; but he has not obeyed the commands of 'God' (Bhagwan). Had he obeyed 'God's' commands, his work (for liberation) would have been accomplished. Alas! He will follow his boss's commands and even his wife's commands! — Dada Bhagwan

I apologize for anything I might have done. I was not myself."
"I apologize for shooting you in the leg." said Lila. "I was myself entirely. — V.E Schwab

I was this little blond girl with a guitar case bigger than me - it was pink and sparkly at the time. But I always took myself seriously, and I think that people took that seriously. I would tell them about my goal list, and they listened. I was like, 'I want to be the one that swings the pendulum.' — Kelsea Ballerini

Lila Bard might have been a thief but she wasn't a beggar. And — V.E Schwab

Lila Bard knew in her bones that she was meant to be a pirate. — Victoria Schwab

Delilah Bard never read many books.
The few she did had pirates and thieves, and always ended with freedom and the promise of more stories. Characters sailed away. They lived on. Lila always imagined people that way, a series of intersections and adventures. It was easy when you moved through life--through worlds--the way she did. Easy when you didn't care, when people came onto the page and walked away again, back to their own stories, and you could imagine whatever you wanted for them, if you cared enough to write it in your head. — V.E Schwab

Uphill, downhill, I like that. — Peter Sagan

Are you as famous in your world as Kell is here?"
Lila thought of the wanted posters lining her London. "Not for the same reasons. — V.E Schwab

There are many shadows in the night. — V.E Schwab

I want you so much right now, Dally. I want to push so far into you that you remember exactly who you are, and who you belong to. — Kate Stewart

that the countries that attack America for being too money-oriented are always the first to beg us for loans." It was the subject on which she and — Sidney Sheldon

We ourselve are the authors of almost all our woes and griefs, of which we so unreasonably complain. — Giacomo Casanova

Observable Fact: People aren't logical. — Nicola Yoon

I've been writing screenplays for a long time, and a lot of it came out of the journalism I was doing. — Peter Landesman

For a photographer, it's a necessity that you can shoot stuff magically. Accidents are necessary, but after I take the photograph, it's not over. I work on it more. — Rinko Kawauchi

Looking for trouble, he'd say. You're gonna look til you find it.
Trouble is the looker, she'd answer. It keeps looking till it finds you. Might as well find it first.
Why do you want to die?
I don't, she'd say. I just want to live. — Victoria Schwab

Don't get yourself killed."
"I'll do my best," said Kell, and then he was going.
"And come back," added Rhy.
Kell paused. "Don't worry," he said. "I will. Once I've seen it."
"Seen what?" asked Rhy.
Kell smiled. "Everything. — V.E Schwab

She was used to dealing with worry by sinking herself completely into the facts of a situation. Her strength lay in her ability to scrutinize circumstances from every angle and to anticipate the moves of an opponent. But she didn't have facts and she didn't know her opponent, and all she was left with was the worry. — William Kent Krueger

I know I'd like to direct a film at some point, and maybe I'll write it. — Paul Dano

Names are important," she said, twirling the cord. "Mine is Ojka, and I have orders to keep you out." Beyond the doors, Kell let out a scream of frustration, a sob of pain. "My name is Lila Bard," she answered, drawing her favorite knife, "and I don't give a damn." Ojka — V.E Schwab

Because caring was a thing with claws. It sank them in, and didn't let go. Caring hurt more than a knife to the leg, more than a few broken ribs, more than anything that bled or broke and healed again. Caring didn't break you clean. It was a bone that didn't set, a cut that wouldn't close.

It was better not to care--Lila tried not to care--but sometimes, people got in. — Victoria Schwab

A picture is nothing but a bridge between the soul of the artist and that of the spectator. — Eugene Delacroix

Writing is a crummy profession, but a good hobby. — Paavo Haavikko

We can't all turn blood and whispers into weapons. — V.E Schwab

She used to think that if she stole enough, the want would fade, the hunger would go away, but maybe it wasn't that simple. Maybe it wasn't a matter of what she didn't have, of what she wasn't, but what she was. — V.E Schwab