Zarelas Creamy Quotes & Sayings

If I wanted to stun anyone at dinner, I'd hit them in the face. — Kristin Cashore

I felt the back of my neck crawl. The crawling reached around to the corners of my jaw, then up to my temple, and across my cheeks.

I reached up to touch it. Splinters, small fingers, hooks. Scraping at my fingertips, gouging. Slowly reaching for my eyes, reaching for my remaining flesh.

Tiny, like the legs of spiders, pincers, fish hooks, they stabbed and set themselves into the flesh that remained, around my mouth, near my eyes, at my forehead. Then they stopped. Waited.

Asking. Offering. A deal with the devil, metaphorically speaking.

Give up your face if you truly want wings. Give up your eyes.

I could hear the dragon screech, not all that far away. This crisis I faced was removed from a very large, very real crisis that threatened people and Others I cared a great deal about.

Do it, and you can fly. Fly, and you might be able to do something to save them. — Wildbow

The algorithms that orchestrate our ads are starting to orchestrate our lives. — Eli Pariser

Jesus was too smart to ever run for public office ... that's what Jesus would do. — Mike Huckabee

The pressure never lets up. Doesn't matter what you did yesterday ... Lord, baseball is a worrying thing. — Stan Coveleski

Say yes and you'll figure it out afterwards. — Tina Fey

I don't read magazine articles that I've been in. — Kate Winslet

Hurry it up! I want to be in hell in time for dinner. — Edward H. Rulloff

All the things she couldn't say, the things no one wanted to hear. — Spencer Gordon

But it may be asked, could a man of real honor give his hand to one woman, while his heart was in the possession of another? In most cases of a similar description this question may be easily answered: in the present one, general conclusions, drawn from received opinions, will probably prove erroneous. — Helen Craik

That was the breaking point. the old knowers realized no talk would ever stop the shapers." Her hand dropped back into the water. "he stole the moon and with it came the war." "Who was it?" I asked. Her mouth curved into a tiny smile. She hooted: "who? who?" "Was he of the faen courts?" I prompted gently. Felurian shook her head, amused. "no. as I said, this was before the fae. the first and greatest of the shapers." "What was his name?" She shook her head. "no calling of names here. I will not speak of that one, though he is shut beyond the doors of stone. — Patrick Rothfuss