a sentence starter prompts list comprised of quotes from the novel a sky beyond the storm by sabaa tahir. please be advised that this list may involve topics including, but not limited to, murder, death, and violence. change verbiage as needed.
we are, all of us, just visitors in each otherâs lives. you will forget my visit soon enough.
emotion is the enemy. love, hate, joy, fear. all are forbidden.
you will not win. i do not care what it takes, nor how long. i will defeat you.
death is not good, nor evil. there is no right or wrong with death. death is death.
murder is not the answer to everything.
worrying wonât help, but talking about it might.
defeat in your mind is defeat on the battlefield.
men are a terrible waste of air.
the worldâs not only full of bad things, you know.
you of all people understand what it means to have the love of your life turned into someone else.
donât let me fall, you idiot. unless you want to carry my carcass the next hundred miles.
it is torment to love someone hopelessly, with no chance of requital. there is no salve for it, no cure, no comfort.
your heart is the only thing that can be trusted.
i canât change your mind, can i?
for me, [name], desire is not simple. it is not shelter. it is not warmth. it is a fire that offers no light, only heat, ruinous and consuming. the longer you deny it, the hotter it burns. you forget shelter. you forget warmth. there is only that which you want and cannot have, and the desolation that follows.
your wishes do not matter much to me.
you will not touch me. you will not even think about taking me anywhere without my leave.
may death claim me first.
when you look at me, what do you see?
youâre brave and wise. you just have to be patient too.
i am sworn to protect you.
i need you to disappear. to never leave. i need to have never met you or felt you. you. you. you. i need you.
why do you stand there like a moonstruck doe? if they catch you, they will kill you.
can a worm hurt a wolf, or an ant kill an eagle? no matter how badly you want me to die, i cannot.
i want to fight. i want a battle that isnât in my head.
do you even remember those youâve killed? or are there so many that their faces fade together?
greetings, death. you come to claim me at last.
i could not live with myself if more suffer because of me. stay away. leave me in peace.
there is no safe place for me in this world. not unless i create it for myself.
one day, youâll have to reckon with all the things you try to hide from yourself. the longer you wait, the more it will hurt.
forgive me. laughing hurts less than facing what happened.
when i thought i was going to die, i thought about you.
there is no honor in death by idiocy.Â
for the living, death is the only guarantee. it cannot be defeated.
war is your past. war is your present. war is your future.
a commander who has tasted the bitter fruit of war is the only one worthy of waging it, for they understand the cost.
i have missed you, my love.
get away from me. i will tell you nothing.
we are doomed, you and i, to offer more love than we will ever be given.
youâre a man of few words, so donât waste the ones you do utter on things i already know.
this is my city and as long as i have breath left in my body, i will fight for it.
do not give me some sad story about love and loss and your broken heart.
you and i are more alike than you know, and that is not a compliment.
youâre in a position of great power. itâs a lonely place to be. most leaders spend their lives using others and being used. love isnât just a luxury for you. itâs a rarity. itâs a gift. donât throw it away.
you are lucky enough to love someone who loves you back. they are alive and breathing and in the same vicinity as you. by the gods, do something about it. for however long you have, for whatever time you get. because if you donât, i swear that youâll regret it. youâll regret it for all your years.
mangoes are not as sweet if you are not sharing them with someone you love.
i didnât care about them. not like i care about you.
iâd tear apart the world if anything happened to you.
you cannot make me stop loving you. not when i know that somewhere in there, you feel the same.
do you not understand why? i do this because I love you.
itâs so good to hear you laugh. you donât laugh enough.
memory will make you weak and emotion will not serve you well.
you are broken, but it is the broken things that are the sharpest. the deadliest. it is the broken things that are the most unexpected, and the most underestimated.
i have seen what happens to those i love.
can i kick him? iâm going to kick him.
i still loved them. i shouldnât have, but i did.
every time i touch you, i fall deeper into a place i know i will not be able to emerge from, should I lose you.
my soul aches with all that I should do. it weighs on me like a mountain, and i cannot bear it.
all my love goes with you.
i do not know if i will be able to do what must be done.
there are some things that do not die no matter how many blades we put into them.
love is why i still live.
come to me in the darkest hour of the night when the stars still sleep.
still flirting at inappropriate times, i see.
how many have died because of a kingâs greed or a commanderâs pride?Â
how much pain exists in the world because we cannot get past what has been done to us, because we insist on inflicting pain back?
how does one move past such huge sins?
sometimes, it is better to die than to live as a monster.
thereâs no one iâd rather have at my back.
love can be more powerful in a battle than planning or strategy. love keeps us fighting. love drives us to survive.
you donât get to decide if you deserve my love or not. i decide that. you are worthy of my love.
your mistakes only define the rest of your life if you let them. donât let them.
i want a life with you. adventures. meals. late nights in front of fires. a thousand rainy walks. you talking me out of my clothing in inappropriate places. i want more.
you cannot go first. i could not make sense of the world if you did.
there is not a single person alive who i trust more than you to do what must be done today.
all that i do is driven by love. love of all that was taken from us. love of what is left.
how do i go on when iâve wrought such devastation? when all i have to give is death?
perhaps you and i are doomed to always be hurt. what we do with that hurt is our choice.Â
how do we trust our happiness? how do we go on if we donât know if it will be taken away?
i wish i could live a thousand lives so i could fall in love with you a thousand times.