Quote

It is a good thing I no longer have a heart, because if I did, it would surely break.

R.L. LaFevers

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

R.L. LaFevers
Thing
Good
Would
Surely
Longer
Break
Heart

More quotes by R.L. LaFevers

Image
I comfort myself with the knowledge that if Duval ever feels smothered by me, it will be because I am holding a pillow over his face.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
... true faith never comes without anguish.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
You are not my nursemaid. Remember, I am rescuing you.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
Good intentions are only lies the weak tell themselves.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
He does not start guiltily, as he should, but frowns in annoyance. Who are you? I slip my hand through the slit of my overskirt, and my fingers close around the hard wood of the crossbow tiller. Vengeance, I say softly.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
He barks out a laugh. My little rebel.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
I am sorry,' he whispers. 'I am sorry I treated you so ill. I thought only to protect Duval.' 'It was not I who was poisoning him,' I say. 'No, but you had stolen his heart and I was afraid you would rip it from his chest when you left.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
You come to us well tempered, my child, and it is not in my nature to be sorry for it. It is a well tempered blade that is the strongest.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
We are all of us, gods and mortals, made up of many pieces, some of them broken, some of them scarred, but none of them the total sum of who we are.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
One heart cannot serve two masters.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
Every time he glances at me I feel it just as surely as if he has reached out and run his finger along my soul. It is all I can do not to smile at the sheer wonder of it.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
People hear and see what they expect to hear and see.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
Perhaps that is because you mistake death for justice, and they are not the same thing at all.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
The pain of hope dying is worse than his fists and boots.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
Whenever you are ready, or if you never are, my heart is yours, until Death do us part. Whatever that may mean when consorting with one of Death’s handmaidens.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
When one consorts with assassins, one must expect to dance along the edge of a knife once or twice.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
If he is smart, he will run. He is not.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
Why be the sheep when you can be the wolf?
R.L. LaFevers
Image
God's Teeth,' he says. 'I was only trying to wake you. You were crying out in your sleep.' 'I was not,' I say, then look from his neck to my knife. 'When I tried to wake you, you stabbed me.' He sounds sore put out. and I cannot blame him.
R.L. LaFevers
Image
When he laces his fingers through mine, my heart does its now familiar panicked flight, bumping painfully against my ribs. My shoulder twitches as if to pull my hand back, but my heart overrules it.
R.L. LaFevers