#sarah maas quote

[lovelessning]

“We—Rhys, Cass, and I—will occasionally remind each other that what we think to be our greatest weakness can sometimes be our biggest strength. And that the most unlikely person can alter the course of history.” “The Nephelle Philosophy.”

A Court of Wings and Ruin by Sarah Maas 🗡

[whendidmythoughtsgocrazy]

I think my heart knew you were mine long before I ever realized it.

k.b. // a court of frost and starlight - feyra to rhysand (by sarah j. maas)

[acomaflove]

Azriel: *sneezes and shadows come out of his nose*

Rhysand:

Amren:

Morrigan:

Cassian:

Feyre:

Nesta: ………So we are all just going to ignore that?

Cassian: Oh my bad; bless you, Azriel.

Nesta: THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT

[i-only-see-daylight]

Aelin: If I died-

Rowan, sharpening his knives: Death will not get you out of this relationship.

[rubypomegranates]

"Libraries were full of ideas—perhaps the most dangerous and powerful of all weapons."

Sarah J. Maas "Throne of Glass"

[acourtofquestions]

“If you were to ask me what Throne of Glass is about…

I’d say it’s about the epic journey of a teenage assassin in a corrupt kingdom.

But if you were to ask me on a deeper level, I’d say…

It’s about how small acts of kindness can change the outcome of the world.

Money to a barmaid, waiting an extra minute to shoot, a warning in a competition, a cloak in a cold dungeon, a message on a wall, sharing your lavender soap.”

[azrielsshadows42]

Cassian: What's a word that begins with 'N' and ends with 'G'?

Azriel: Why?

Cassian: I picked Nyx up from school today, and he said that nothing starts with 'N' and ends with 'G'

Azriel: Cassian, nothing starts with 'N' and ends with 'G'

Cassian: There has to be something

Azriel: No, Cassian, you don't under-

Cassian: I know I'm right Az, and I will find a word that-

Azriel: Numbing

Cassian: See!

Azriel: No, this conversation has been numbing, there are many words that start with 'N' and end with 'G', Cassian, and nothing, is one of them

Cassian: ...

Cassian: That little shit

[quotemadness]

You cannot pick and choose what parts of her to love. Just as you cannot pick which parts of me you accept.

Sarah J. Maas

[unhealthyfanobsession]

ACOSF in a nutshell:

Rhys: Man, fuck Nesta

Cassian: Roger that, High Lord. Mission ACCEPTED!

[millersamour]

A good dog always finds its way back home

Clarice Lispector A Hora da Estrela / Heather Havrilesky Ask Polly: Help, I'm The Loneliest Person In The World / Sarah J Maas Heir of Fire / Louise Glück Timor Mortis / Molly McCully Brown Falling Down / Mitski Cop Car / Yves Olade Belovéd

(All photos from pinterest, credit in image description)

[lovelessning]

Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen—and the dreams that are answered.”

A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah Maas 🐦‍⬛

[rainingriversofyou]

“Like a roaring star, he thundered down the long shoot, and Manon moved with him, meeting each gallop of his powerful body, each step in time with the beat of the wyverns locked in the belly of the mountain. Abraxos flapped his wings open, pounding them once, twice, gathering speed, fearless, unrelenting, ready…

Fast as lightning arcing across the sky, he plummeted toward the Gap floor…

Down into hell, into eternity, into that world where, for a moment, she could have sworn that something tightened in her chest. She did not shut her eyes, not as the moon-illuminated stones of the Gap became closer, clearer. She did not need to. Like the sails of a mighty ship, Abraxos’s wings unfurled, snapping tight. He tilted them upward, pulling against the death trying to drag them down. And it was those wings, covered in glimmering patches of Spidersilk, that stayed strong and sturdy, sending them soaring clean up the side of the Omega and into the starry sky beyond.”

—Heir Of Fire

“First Flight” Artist: @madschofield

[acomaflove]

Rhysand and Azriel: *walk into the room laughing*

Feyre: SHHHHHH! You’ll wake the baby.

Rhysand, whispering: I thought Mor was babysitting Nyx tonight?

Feyre: She is.

Rhysand:

Feyre:

Azriel:

Rhysand, LOUDLY whispering: THEN WHO IS THE BABY?!?

Feyre: *points to Cassian passed out on the sofa*

Rhysand: You did not just refer to a 500+ year old war general as a BABY.

Feyre: Correction: An Illyrian Baby.

[i-only-see-daylight]

Aelin: The real treasure was the memories we made along the way.

Lorcan: I almost died. 

Aelin: That... was my favorite memory.

[mysterylilycheeta]

Aelin: Hey Rowan, can you help me with this zipper?

Rowan: Sure thing, fireheart

Aelin:

Aelin: Up, Rowan

Rowan: Right of course

[acourtofquestions]

"So I'm your huntress and thief?"

"You are my salvation, Feyre."

credits: quote; Sarah J. Maas, fan art; wavyhues on Instagram