Quotes by Holly Black

Those who really love you dont mean to hurt you and if they do, you cant see it in their eyes but it hurts them too.

Changing is what people do when they have no options left.

I need you to be happy. I need one of us to be happy.

I need to stop fantasizing about running away to some other life and start figuring out the one I have.

Yeah, the whole family knows. Its no big deal. One night at dinner I said, Mom, you know the forbidden love that Spock has for Kirk? Well, me too. It was easier for her to understand that way.

No, said Luis, You cant date the Lord of the Night Court.Well, Im not, he dumped me.You cant get dumped by the lord of the night court.Oh, yes, you can. You so completely can.

The truth is messy. Its raw and uncomfortable. You cant blame people for preferring lies.

This, the language of deception, we both understand. We were born to it, along with the curses.

Telling Sam and Daneca feels like peeling off my own skin to expose everything underneath. It hurts.

If curiosity killed the cat, it was satisfaction that brought it back.

She took a deep breath, Last chance. Are you in need of rescuing? His expression turned very strange, almost as if shed struck him, Yes, he said finally.

You didnt think I really liked you? Do you think I really like you now?He turned toward her, uncertainty in his face.You did go quite a lot of effort to be having this conversation, but... I dont want to read too much of what I hope into that.Val stretched out beside him, resting her head in the crook of his arm. What do you hope?He pulled her close, hands careful not to touch her wounds as they wrapped around her. I hope that you feel for me as I do for you, he said, his voice like a sigh against her throat.And how is that? she asked, her lips so close to his jaw that she could taste the salt of his skin when she moved them.You carried my heart in your hands tonight, he said. But I have felt as if you carried it long before that.She smiled and let her eyes drift closed. They lay there together, under the bridge, city lights burning outside the windows like a sky full of falling stars, as they slid off into sleep

Death has his favorites, like anyone. Those who are beloved of Death will not die.

I will guard you from Death, for I have no fear of him.

People are fragile. They die of mistakes, of overdoses, of sickness. But mostly they die of Death.

One fine day, in the middle of the night, two dead boys got up to fight. Back to back they faced each other. They pulled out their swords and shot one another. One deaf cop, on the beat heard the noise, and came and shot the two dead boys.

I’ve stripped my life down,” he told me. “I don’t need much. I have all the company I want to keep right in here.” He shot himself in the head with his fingers. “People don’t understand about the need to live simply. They make appointments all day. They even schedule their own deaths. The first time they’ll have freedom to really be themselves is when they no longer exist. But up here, there’s nothing but me and the sky. A million billion stars.

What an author doesnt know could fill a book.

Ah coffee. The sweet balm by which we shall accomplish todays tasks.

Oh- and grab the plastic bag over by my suitcase.I slug down the last of the coffee and get up. The bag contains panty hose. I put them on her desk.Theyre for you.You want me to look homeless, desperate, but also kind of fabulous?