Marissa Meyer Quotes

But if there was one thing she knew from years as a mechanic, it was that some stains never came out.

Are you sure about that? Because I manipulated your adviser today, and countless guards. I manipulated Wolf. I ... I killed a police officer, in France, and I would have killed more people if I'd had to, people in your own military, and I don't even know if I would feel bad about it, because there are always ways to justify it. It's for the good of everyone, isn't it? Sacrifices have to be made. And then there are the mirrors, such a stupid, stupid thing, but they - I'm beginning to get it. Why she hates them so much. And then - " She shuddered. "Today, I tortured her thaumaturge.

He cursed. Princess, you have got to stop collecting these rebels.

Now, when he kissed her or put his arms around her, Scarlet felt like he was staking a claim. Which normally would have sent her on a tirade about relationship independence, except she felt like she'd claimed him a long time ago. The moment she'd expected him to choose her over his pack, the moment she'd dragged him aboard that ship and taken him away from everything he'd ever known, she'd made the decision for them both. He was hers now, just like she was his. Except

Listen, Cress, I hate to break this to you, but I am sweaty and itchy and haven't brush my teeth in two days. This just isn't a good time for romance.

No. She couldn't stay here. She could not stand to be lost to the darkness forever, when there was still a whole universe she'd never seen.

Scarlet realized that in the five years since last she'd seen him, she'd come to match her father's height. They stood eye to eye; she burning up on the inside, he frowning as though he wanted to be sorry but couldn't quite grasp the emotion.

I have a plan. My plan is to not marry her. Diplomacy be damned. There. End of discussion.

Cinder made a special trip to Paris for this girl?"
"My logic aptitude suggests this is a possibility."
"What else do we know about this ... Scarlet?

You know, when I was a kid, I was tricked into thinking that princesses wore tiaras and hosted tea parties. Now that I've met a real princess, I must say, I'm kind of disappointed.

It was difficult to be polite when you wanted to run away.

It amazed Nova that he could create something real and tangible out of nothing. He could go on like this forever, creating a dream within a dream within a dream.

Can I bring my friends?"
"I will personally extend invitations to the entire Rampion crew. We'll make a reunion out of it."
"Even Iko?"
"I'll find her a date."
"Because there's a rule against androids coming to the ball, you know."
"I think I know someone who can change that rule.

We have the ability to love each other, no matter our differences. To help each other, no matter our weaknesses.

Then, on the twenty-first day of December in the 109th year of the third era, Queen Channary gave birth to a baby girl. She was officially named Princess Selene Channary Jannali Blackburn of Luna,

Sacha's complexion was ashen but for the bruised blotches on her jaw. Her eyes were still open,

Yes. Right. You should probably, um..."

She had no idea what he should do.

Kiss her, she thought. Isn't that what people did after they survived thrilling, near-death experiences together? She was sure it wasn't an appropriate suggestion, but this close, it was all she could think about.

Once we have total power, what's to keep us from becoming villains ourselves?

How agonizing it was,this life of silence and yearning. Yet how very worth it when his eyes found hers.

She screamed like a thousand birds were picking at her flesh. She screamed like the palace was burning down around her.

In his frenzied thoughts, he couldn't help thinking of Cinder at the ball. How happy he'd been to see her descending the stairs into the ball room. How innocently amused he'd been at her rain-drenched hair and wrinkled dress, thinking it was a fitting look for the city's most renowned mechanic. He'd thought she must be immune to society's whims of fashion and decorum. So comfortable in her own skin that she could come to a royal ball as the emperor's own guest with messy hair and oil stains on her gloves and keep her head high as she did so.

But you're the only one, Scarlet. You'll always be the only one.

Hundreds of thousands of people, going about their lives. Day after day. Year after year. Generation after generation. Somehow, humanity had managed to build all of this. Despite everything that had tried to get in its way. Somehow, they prevailed. They continued on.

She was indeed beautiful, as if someone had taken the scientific measurements of perfection and used them to mold a single ideal specimen. Her face was slightly heart-shaped, with high cheekbones barely flushed. Auburn hair fell in silken ringlets to her waist and her unblemished ivory skin shimmered like mother-of-pearl in the sunshine. Her lips were red red red, looking like she'd just drunk a pint of blood.

Sacha snaked one arm out from beneath the blankets and reached toward Cinder, grasping her wrist where skin met metal. Cinder squirmed, trying to pull away, but Sacha held tight. Her hand was marked by bluish pigment around her yellowed fingernails.

She is a rose, Jest. Lovely on the eyes, yes, but such thorns are not to be ignored.

Why? Why don't you want to go with me?"
She huffed. "It's not that I don't want to go with you, it's that I'm not going at all."
"So you do want to go with me."
Cinder locked her shoulders. "It doesn't matter. Because I can't."
"But I need you.

THE LOOK ON ADRI'S FACE WHEN CINDER ENTERED THE apartment almost made the whole ghastly ordeal worthwhile.

I told them that was the dulcet roar of a Rampion's engines," said Kai, "but they all insisted it was just another media hover flying over." His hands were tucked into his pickets and he was dressed more casually than Cinder was used to seeing him - a cotton button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms and dark denim jeans. She had never imagined that farm life might suit him, but he looked as comfortable here as he did anywhere.
Cinder crossed her arms over her chest. "You're an expert on the sound levels of spaceships now, are you?"
"Nah," said Kai. "I've just been waiting to hear that sound all day."
She smiled at him, feeling the hummingbird flutter of her own pulse. He smiled back.
"Aces," said Thorne with a low groan. "They haven't even kissed yet and they're already making me nauseous."
His comment was followed by a pained grunt, but Cinder didn't know which of her friends had smacked him.

She was spending too much time with this boy. She was in love with this boy. And

Soon, the whole world would be searching for her
Linh Cinder.
A deformed cyborg with a missing foot.
A Lunar with a stolen identity.
A mechanic with no one to run to, nowhere to go.
But they will be looking for a ghost.

What, I'm a mechanic. I get dirty. If he wanted me to get all gussied up, he should have commend ahead.

He started to smile, a look that was dangerously mischievous. "The money's good at the fights, but it doesn't make for much of a career. I thought maybe you could pay me in food." She laughed. "After seeing the evidence of your appetite in there, I think I'd lose my shirt with a deal like that." She flushed the second she'd said it - no doubt he was now imagining her with her shirt off. Yet,

Levana had not seen the bodies, but she had seen the bedrooms the next morning, and her first thought was that all that blood would make for a very pretty rouge on her lips.

Thorne waved his hand. "They already showed the clips. And now you've achieved the dream of every red-blooded girl under the age of twenty
five"
"Right, my life is a real dream come true."
Thorne wiggled his eyebrow. "Maybe not, but at least dreamy Prince Kai knows your name.

Robotic cats, two for the price of one, today only! No shedding, just purring!

She would die here and not complain. She would be buried beneath this avalanche of lifelessness.

Your days of villainy are over, Nightmare."
She scoffed. "You sound like you've read too many comics."
"You sound like you think that's a bad thing," he retorted.

Kai's date to the Commonwealth's ball last year, and it had been ... terrifying. But also extraordinary. The people of Earth still weren't sure what to do with the fact that one of their beloved leaders was not so secretly dating a Lunar, and a cyborg Lunar at that.

Right,' said Kai, 'that'll be no problem in a city of two and a half million people. Let me just go dig out my special Lunar detector, and I'll get right on that.

Besides, if you ever did eat some bad food, I could still find a use for you. I've always wanted a cat-drawn carriage."
Cheshire opened one eye, his pupil slitted and unamused.
"I would dangle balls of yarn and fish bones out in front to keep you moving."
He stopped purring long enough to say, "You are not as cute as you think you are, Lady Pinkerton.

Wherarewe?" Thorne muttered.
"Oh, you're awake already," said Cinder, returning with salve and gauze. "I was hoping you'd stay knocked out awhile longer. The peace and quiet was a pleasant change.

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And the moral of that is "Once a goldfish, forever a goldfish.

I can see that you're in need of an accomplice," Thorne said, straightening his jumpsuit. "And lucky for you, I happen to be a criminal mastermind."
She glowered at him. "Go away."
"That's a difficult request in this situation.

Once you've seen as much history as I have, you won't believe in coincidences anymore.

She's my alpha," he murmured, with a haunting sadness in his voice.

Alpha.

"Like the star?"
"What star?"
"Oh. Um. In a constellation, the brightest star is called the alpha. I thought maybe you meant that she's...like...your brightest star."
"Yes, exactly like that.

The terror of it was in the randomness. The brutality and the senseless way they chose their victims, while leaving so many witnesses to spread the fear. No one was safe. No one was ever safe.

Reminded herself that this was not a monster. This was Wolf, the man who had held her so tenderly on the train. The man who had given her the ID chip to help her escape.

Even the fantasies that had consoled and comforted her for so many years aboard the satellite were growing feeble. She was not a warrior, brave and strong and ready to defend justice. She was not the most beautiful girl in the land, able to evoke empathy and respect from even the most hard-hearted villain. She was not even a damsel knowing that a hero would someday rescue her.

I've never met a shell before. What a marvelous gift.

How she'd traced her fingers along the pale scar on his arm, brushed her lips against the faint marks on his face, been taken into his arms

Had he done it for her? "I know," said Iko with a dreaminess in her tone, though Cinder hadn't said anything. "He's fantastic." When

It grew out of the unification of many peoples, many cultures, many ideals. It was strengthened by a single enduring belief that together, we as one people are strong. We have the ability to love each other, no matter our differences. To help each other, no matter our weaknesses. We chose peace over war. Life over death.

Scrubbing away the last bit of the painting - her own amateur portrait - Cinder stepped back to join him. The ship no longer looked like the Rampion she'd come to think of as home. It no longer looked like the stolen ship of Captain Carswell Thorne.
She swallowed the lump in her throat.
All around her, strangers were helping to gather up the painting supplies, scrubbing paint off one another's faces, pausing to take enormous drinks of water, and smiling. Smiling because they'd spent the morning together, accomplishing something.

Kai neared his desk again, seeing that the fugitive's profile had been transferred to the screen. His frown deepened. Perhaps not dangerous, but young and inarguably good-looking. His prison photo showed him flippantly winking at the camera. Kai hated him immediately.

One more patronizing comment and I will have you slice off and nail your own tongue to the palace gate.

I just think we shouldn't judge her, or anyone, without trying to understand them first. That maybe we should get the full story before jumping to conclusions. Crazy notion, I know.

Our country was built on a foundation of equality and togetherness, not prejudice and hatred.

Oh sweetheart. I'm a supervillian. I am nothing if not practical.

He blinked. His eyes fell as he processed her response. Then he lifted his chin and attempted a grin that was almost painfully dejected. "No, it's all right. I understand."
Dr. Erland leaned back against his desk. "My sincerest condolences, Your Highness. In more ways than one, it seems.

Are you being held prisoner right now, or are these bullies on our side?" "They're on our side." Iko

Her thirteenth birthday was on the horizon, and her choice to live only by the skills that did not require manipulation had made her more aware of what those skills are.
Politeness, it turned out, was almost as effective when you wanted someone to do something for you. And kindness went further toward lasting admiration than any amount of mind control.

He crossed his arms stiffly over his chest. "Oh yeah," he said, with a pleased nod. "Bad cop is ready."

-Oscar

..and monogamy as rare as an earthen eclipse.

First, we're going to find a way to get into Artemisia. We're going to find Cress and rescue Cinder and Wolf. We're going to overthrow Levana, and by the stars above, we are going to make Cinder a queen so she can pay us a lot of money from her royal coffers and we can all retire very rich and very alive, got it?

Together, we as one people are strong. We have the ability to love each other, no matter our differences. To help each other, no matter our weaknesses. We chose peace over war. Life over death. We chose to crown one man to be our sovereign, to guide us, to uphold us- not to rule, but to serve.

When they locked you up," Thorne said, "didn't they consider that this prison might have some security weaknesses?" "It didn't at the time. This hand is kind of a new addition." She

Jacin had run.
Only guilty men run.

Um. Your Majesty?"
Starting, he whipped his gaze back to the blonde girl.
"Would you like me to take you to the podship dock?"
He forced his hands to unclench, reminding himself that he was the ruler of the Eastern Commonwealth and would behave accordingly, even among criminals and monsters.
"Thank you," he gasped. "That would be appreciated.

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Of course, we know that the world sees this wedding as a historical event. The first recorded marriage union between a Lunar and an Earthen since the second era. And maybe that is important. Maybe the love and compassion these two people have for each other is symbolic of hope for the future. Maybe this wedding signifies the possibility that someday our two races will not only learn to tolerate each other, but to love and appreciate each other as well. Or, maybe ... " Kai's eyes glinted. " ... this relationship has absolutely nothing to do with politics, and everything to do with our shared human need to find someone who will care for us as much as we care for them. To find a partner who complements us and teaches us. Who makes us stronger. Who makes us want to be our best possible self.

I am capable of choosing my battles, if that's what it takes to win the war.

Channary's expression was changing again. The fury was contorting into something cruel and sadistic, hungry and curious.

Having a mental breakdown is not on my list of things to do today.

We may be animals, but we will never again live in your cage.

His aim had been perfect. And perhaps if she hadn't kissed his cheek right before the jump, his balance would have been too.

Also, I have one condition. You have to return everything you stole."

Thorne's grin started to fizzle, but he locked his hands around the console and brightened again. "Dream dolls and some surplus uniforms? Done."

"And?"

"And … and that's pretty much it. Aces, you make it sound like I'm a kleptomaniac or something.

Do your kind even know what love is? Can you feel anything at all, or is it just ... programmed?

I would not have thought it before, but now I think Her Majesty might actually have cause to be afraid of you, Princess.

We all have our weaknesses."
"I know," said Iko. "Mine is shoes.

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Scarlet loved wearing red. She treated it like an act of defiance given her red hair. Michelle

Winter was a well-loved princess who was prettier than a bouquet of roses and crazier than a headless chicken.

He was surprised at how angry he sounded -no, how angry he felt. Because it was impossible. It was impossible and unfair, and he had spent too many years in the trenches of unfairness to get riled up about it now.

How can we expect people to change if we don't give them the chance to?

I like you too, despite my better judgment." "You'd be surprised how often I hear that.

Well, what if ... " Scarlet listed her head. "You said the control when your animal instincts will overpower your own thoughts right? But fighting and hunting aren't the only instincts wolves have. Aren't wolves ... monogamous, for starters?" Her cheeks started to burn and she had to look away, scratching her fork into a set of initial. "And isn't the alpha male the one who's responsible for protecting everyone? Not only the pack, but his mate too?" Dropping the fork, she threw her hands into the air. "I'm not saying I think you and I are
after just
I know we just met and that's ... but it's not out of the questions, is it? That your instincts to protect me could be as strong as your instincts to kill?

I don't mind the scars." He shrugged, his eyes taking on a mischievous spark. "They hold better memories now than they used to." Scarlet

Her mother sneered. "Then you are a fool."

"Good. I've become rather fond of fools.

Her heart split in two. She was an animal. A killer and a predator.
The screams turned to howls.
Sad and broken howls.
Haunting and furious howls.

Don't mock a guy for having a good taste

You could move to Europe."
"You know, I've actually been considering that lately."
Kai laughed again, the warmth returning to the sound. "If that's not a vote of confidence, I don't know what is.

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I am your guard. I'm here to protect you and keep you out of trouble, and that's it.

Would yell if a person didn't coo and aww and tell her what a beautiful mother she would make and how her daughter would surely grow up to be just like her, by all the lucky stars.

Kai reached forward and took her hand, and before she realized what was happening, he had plucked her away from her stepmother and stepsister and taken her into his arms. They were dancing.

And thats just the beggining. By the end of this escapade, the world will see us a heroes. Imagine the fame and fortune, the sponsorship oportunitys, the marketing requests, the net dramatization requests. I think we should discuss the profit devision sooner than later, becuase i'm considering a 60 - 10 - 10 - 10 - 10 split right now."

"Am i the fourth ten percent? Said iko. "Or is that the satellite girl?"Becuase if its the satellite girl im going on strike.

Don't come any closer!" Scarlet yelled. The chicken clucked and dawdled away. "I will shoot, you know."
"I know." A flicker of kindness passed over him and he pointed at his temple. "You'll want to aim for the head. That usually makes for a fatal shot. Or, if you're feeling shaky, the torso. It's a larger target."
"Your head looks pretty big from here.

Cursing, Scarlet pressed the unlock mechanism again. Nothing. Then the control panel pinged, startling her, and a message scrolled across the top. BE CAREFUL, SCARLET. Her jaw fell. What - ?

Cinder grinned at him. He was usually so self-assured that in the rare moments when he was flustered, it made all of her insides swap wrong side up.

I thought it would be nice to look up at the night sky with you beside me for once, rather than just wishing you were beside me. Cinder

I need him as much as he needs me. But that doesn't make it love. Winter lowered her lashes Actually dear friend, I suspect that is precisely what makes it love.

Thorne "But I'm a wanted fugitive, like Cinder, they do realize I'm missing, don't they?"
Cinder "Maybe they're grateful