The Winner S Kiss Quotes & Sayings

You're like a ghost magnet. Why do you think I like having you around?"
My mouth dropped momentarily. "Because I'm awesome."
"Oh, well, that too. — Karina Halle

It is not opium which makes me work but its absence, and in order for me to feel its absence it must from time to time be present. — Antonin Artaud

After ten years of slavery, Arin knew obedience in its many forms. The fear of pain, the gritty promise to oneself of vengeance. Hopelessness. A grinding monotony broken just often enough by the strap or fist. — Marie Rutkoski

It's not like America's view of the Israeli-Palestinian struggle is going to change. There are some things that are going to change and some things that are not going to change. — Immortal Technique

I want better choices."
"Then we must make a world that has them. — Marie Rutkoski

Little Arin has missed me. I will not be parted from him."
"Would you consider changing his name?"
"No."
"What if I begged?"
"Not a chance."
"Roshar, the tiger has grown."
"And what a sweet big boy he is. — Marie Rutkoski

When I turned 16, I got my driver's license like the rest of my classmates, but I also got an extra present: a two-day practice session in a Formula Ford: my first open-wheel racing car and the first step on the ladder toward becoming a professional driver. — Charlie Kimball

I am just an old-fashioned girl. — Rose Kennedy

A lovely fatigue claimed him. He lay down on the grass and listened. He thought about how Kestrel had slept on the palace lawn and dreamed of him. When she had told him this, he'd wished that it had been real. He tried to imagine the dream, then found himself dreaming. — Marie Rutkoski

Let Arin surprise us," Roshar said. "That's how we do things. He comes up with something brilliant and I take the credit. — Marie Rutkoski

It occured to him that he might have to grow comfortable with happiness, because it might not abandon him this time. — Marie Rutkoski

Once there was a girl who was too sure of herself. Not everyone would call her beautiful, but they admitted that she had a certain grace that intimidated more often than it charmed. She was not, society agreed, someone you wanted to cross. She keeps her heart in a porcelain box, people whispered, and they were right. — Marie Rutkoski

The general's daughter? We'd be fools not to. You talk about her as if she's made of spun glass. Know what I see? Steel. — Marie Rutkoski

For a moment she didn't understand what he wanted, then she drew the dagger he'd made for her and gave it to him
Arin looked it over
surprised, pleased. "You take good care of it."
She took it back. "Of course I do." Her voice was rough and wrong.
He peered at her. Friendly, he said, "Yes, of course. Is there a saying for it? 'A Valorian always polishes her blade.' Something like that."
"I take care of it," she said, suddenly both miserable and angry, "because you made it for me. — Marie Rutkoski

If I had a single wish, I would wish sixty seconds of total depravity upon myself. For one of the greatest gifts of all is to have 'nothing' so that I can finally learn how to appreciate 'everything'. — Craig D. Lounsbrough

A window is just a window. Colored glass: mere glass. But in the sun it becomes more. She would show him, and say, love should do this. — Marie Rutkoski

Maybe love was easy, she thought. Maybe her past wasn't vital as her present, she thought. But then she heard her father say that she'd broken his heart, and she could no longer believe that either thought was true. — Marie Rutkoski

What did you tell the queen?"
"I told Inisha about you."
"What, exactly?"
He hesitated. "I'm afraid to say."
"I want you to."
"You might leave."
"I won't."
He stayed silent.
She said, "I give you my word."
"I told her that I belong to you, and no other. I said that I was sorry. — Marie Rutkoski

Scarlet and I are going to start a missing-fingers club. We might let Cinder be an honorary member. — Marissa Meyer

When the fight ends you can afford to relax. That's the worst part. Winner or loser you have again eyes to see around you. Blood, butchered bodies, bodies pierced by arrows. You stir inside, your heart tightens, the feeling of loss wells up. The sense of smell is the next thing to revive, adding a new dimension of pain. I closed the eyes of the last cadet, blue eyes, unseeing, his body, so small, almost a child, the youngest cadets were all gone, their faces surprised in death. Cold lips never able again to kiss a girl. It's then that the emptiness swallows you and you mourn inside. Damn you, Scharon. No! Damn you, Travellers. — Florian Armas

You haven't asked me about Arin," Roshar said as he rode alongside him.
"What?"
"The tiger. Not the surly human. — Marie Rutkoski