the grisha trilogy sentences, pt 3 (ruin & rising).
“i am not ruined. i am ruination.”
“i will strip away all that you know, all that you love, until you have no shelter but mine.”
“beauty was your armor. fragile stuff, all show. but what’s inside you? that’s steel. it’s brave and unbreakable. and it doesn’t need fixing.”
“you might make me a better man.”
“you might make me a monster.”
“why waste my anger on you when the fault is mine? i should have anticipated another betrayal from you.”
“there are two thrones on that dais. you could see me any time you liked.”
“i hope you weren’t looking to me to be the voice of reason. i keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret.”
“not bad looking? he’s damnably handsome.”
“i thought your hobby was preening.”
“in the end, maybe love just meant longing for something impossibly bright and forever out of reach.“
“it’s true. you are stronger, wiser, infinite in experience… but i am an apt pupil.”
“it’s a vow that if i can’t be anything else to you, at least i can be a weapon in your hand.”
“you’re all i’ve ever wanted. you are the whole of my heart.”
“are you going to make a habit of winning arguments? it’s very unbecoming.”
“i had a taste for you, once.”
“you were meant for more than me, and i’ll die fighting to give it to you. but please don’t ask me to pretend it’s easy.”
“it gets dark when i say it does.”
“no matter who or what i was, i would’ve been yours.”
“we all die. not everyone dies for a reason.”
“want to know my secret? i have a lot of money.”
“i’ll be back to fetch you for dinner, but should you grow restless, do feel free to run screaming from the room or take a dagger to her. whatever seems most fitting at the time.”
“for all my talk of vows and honor, what i really want is to put you up against that wall and kiss you until you forget you ever knew another man’s name.”
“you live in a single moment. i live in a thousand.”
“he’s kind when he might have been cruel. it’s refreshing.”
“oh, a dark lake full of something shiny. let me put my hand into it.”
“that fact is well established and adds nothing to the plot.”
“i wanted him to be hard, to be strong. i taught him the lesson my mother and father taught me: to rely on no one. that love – fragile and fickle and raw – was nothing compared to power. he was a brilliant boy. he learned too well.”
“claimed me? like a peninsula?”
“let me. it isn’t real. let me.”
“i’m used to being the center of attention wherever i go. i’ve been told I could charm the shoes off a racehorse midstride, and yet you seem impervious.”
“i make it a policy to never seduce anyone prettier than i am.”
“i wasn’t afraid of you. i was afraid of losing you.”
“you move forward, and when you falter, you get up. and when you can’t, you let us carry you. you let me carry you.”
“you were supposed to be my balance.”
“what if instead of stopping you, i’m just another avalanche?”
