Matthias Quotes

If you hadn't been jealous of Ayden and thrown me in your car, Eros would never have had to come to my rescue which started this whole fiasco." "Don't try to pin this on me!"
"The lonely lone wolf didn't deny he loved Aurora." Blake chuckled and dodged out of the Aussie's swack.
"Ugh." Ayden walked beside me and put a hand around my waist.
"Now I have to compete for your affection with both Blake and Matthias."
I rolled a dramatic shrug. "I tried to put him down easy, but he's so infatuated. It's embarrassing. Even with all those other girls after him."
"I can't bloody stand you!" Blake sighed. "Me thinks he doth confess too much."
A & E Kirk (2014-05-26). Drop Dead Demons: The Divinicus Nex Chronicles: Book 2 (Divinicus Nex Chronicles series) (p. 565). A&E Kirk. Kindle Edition. ~ A&E Kirk

One of the most remarkable of man's characteristics is his capacity for becoming used to conditions of almost any kind, whether good or bad, both in the self and in the environment, and once he has become used to such conditions they seem to him both right and natural. This capacity is a boon when it enables him to adapt himself to conditions which are desirable, but it may prove a great danger when the conditions are undesirable. When his sensory appreciation is untrustworthy, it is possible for him to become so familiar with seriously harmful conditions of misuse of himself that these malconditions will feel right and comfortable. ~ F. Matthias Alexander

Matthias was dreaming again. Dreaming of her. The storm raged around him, drowning out Nina's voice. And yet his heart was easy. Somehow he knew that she would be safe, she would find shelter from the cold. He was on the ice once more, and somewhere he could hear the wolves howling. But this time, he knew they were welcoming him home. ~ Leigh Bardugo

I understand you're the reason we made it out of the harbor alive."
"I suspect there were a lot of reasons," said Inej.
"I'm a reason," Jesper offered helpfully.
"All the same," said Matthias, ignoring him. "Thank you."
They moved on, and Jesper saw a pleased grin playing over Inej's lips.
"Surprised?" he asked.
"A bit," she admitted. "I spend so much time with Kaz. I guess - "
"It's a novelty to feel appreciated. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Now, my father Matthias was not only eminent on account of is nobility, but had a higher commendation on account of his righteousness, and was in great reputation in Jerusalem, the greatest city we have. ~ Flavius Josephus

Matthias examined the posters. "One hundred thousand kruge!" He shot a disbelieving glower at Kaz. "You're hardly worth taht."
The hint of a smile tugged at Kaz's lips. "As the market wills it."
"Tell me about it," said Jesper. "They're only offering thirty thousand for me."
"Your lives are at stake," said Wylan. "How can you act like this is a competition?"
"We're stuck in a tomb, merchling. You take the action where you find it. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Perhaps Djel extinguished one light and lit another. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Twas the night before Christmas - well, the late afternoon, in fact, but who could tell at the North Pole in the middle of winter - and Matthias the werewolf was knee-deep in reindeer guts. Really, it was the deer's own fault for having that glowing red nose that had made it ever so easy to pick him out in the gloom. There it had been, like a neon sign saying FAST FOOD and Matt being like Yellow Dog Dingo - always hungry - had taken the opportunity for a quick snack. ~ Kat Richardson

Actually," Jayden said, "Not completely unlike the Cloak of Invisibility, although different in that those individuals using these devices wouldn't become completely invisible. Exactly." "So nothing like it," Matthias said. "Moron status secured. ~ A&E Kirk

I … There is no one I want more; there is nothing I want more than to be overwhelmed by you."
"But you don't want to kiss me?"
He inhaled slowly, trying to bring order to his thoughts. This was all wrong. "In Fjerda - " he began. "We're not in Fjerda." He needed to make her understand. "In Fjerda," he persisted, "I would have asked your parents for permission to walk out with you."
"I haven't seen my parents since I was a child."
"We would have been chaperoned. I would have dined with your family at least three times before we were ever left alone together."
"We're alone together now, Matthias."
"I would have brought you gifts."
Nina tipped her head to one side. "Go on."
"Winter roses if I could afford them, a silver comb for your hair."
"I don't need those things."
"Apple cakes with sweet cream."
"I thought drüskelle didn't eat sweets."
"They'd all be for you," he said.
"You have my attention."
"Our first kiss would be in a sunlit wood or under a starry sky after a village dance, not in a tomb or some dank basement with guards at the door. ~ Leigh Bardugo

What am I supposed to do with Cornelis Smeet after midnight?" Nina asked. "Try to talk him into spending the night with you."
"What?" Matthias had sputtered, red flooding his face all the way up to his ears.
"He won't say yes."
Nina sniffed. "Like hell he won't."
"Nina - " Matthias growled.
"Smeet never cheats at cards or on his wife," Kaz said. ~ Leigh Bardugo

What does that mean?" Matthias asked. "Goedmedbridge?"
"Good maiden bridge."
"Why is it called that?"
Nina leaned against the doorway and said, "Well, the story is that when a woman found out her husband had fallen in love with a girl from West Stave and planned to leave her, she came to the bridge and, rather than live without him, hurled herself into the canal."
"Over a man with so little honor?"
"You'd never be tempted? All the fruits and flesh of West Stave before you?"
"Would you throw yourself off a bridge for a man who was?"
"I wouldn't throw myself off a bridge for the king of Ravka. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Wylan - and the obliging Kuwei - will get the weevil working," Kaz continued. "Once we have Inej, we can move on Van Eck's silos."

Nina rolled her eyes. "Good thing this is all about getting our money and not about saving Inej. Definitely not about that."

"If you don't care about money, Nina dear, call it by its other names."

"Kruge? Scrub? Kaz's one true love?"

"Freedom, security, retribution."

"You can't put a price on those things."

"No? I bet Jesper can. It's the price of the lien on his father's farm." The sharpshooter looked at the toes of his boots. "What about you, Wylan? Can you put a price on the chance to walk away from Ketterdam and live your own life? And Nina, I suspect you and your Fjerdan may want something more to subsist on than patriotism and longing glances. Inej might have a number in mind too. It's the price of a future, and it's Van Eck's turn to pay."

Matthias was not fooled. Kaz always spoke logic, but that didn't mean he always told truth. "The Wraith's life is worth more than that," said Matthias. "To all of us."

"We get Inej. We get our money. It's as simple as that."

"Simple as that," said Nina. "Did you know I'm next in line for the Fjerdan throne? They call me Princess Ilse of Engelsberg."

"There is no princess of Engelsberg," said Matthias. "It's a fishing town."

Nina shrugged. "If we're going to lie to ourselves, we might as ~ Leigh Bardugo

You're the only one mean enough to make her think we're kidnappers and killers."
I'd never heard Logan so passionate.
"We are killers," Matthias said.
Bad news.
"Not girls. We don't kill girls."
Good news.
"She's no girl."
Insulting news?
A & E Kirk (2012-01-07). Demons at Deadnight (Divinicus Nex Chronicles series Book 1) (p. 311). A&E Kirk. Kindle Edition. ~ A&E Kirk

Nina strained to see over the lip of the canal and down the street. "What's taking Matthias so long? Do you think that medik gave him trouble?"
But then she saw him striding toward her across the empty square. He raised his hand in greeting. She leapt from the boat and ran to him, throwing herself into his arms.
"Drüsje," he said against her hair. "You're all right."
"Of course I'm all right. You're the one who's late."
"I thought I wouldn't be able to find you in the storm."
Nina pulled back. "Did you stop to get drunk on the way here?"
He cupped her cheek with his hand. "No," he said, and then he kissed her. "Matthias!"
"Did I do it wrong?"
"No, you did it splendidly.
But I'm the one who always kisses you first."
"We should change that," he said, and then he slumped against her.
"Matthias?"
"It's nothing. I needed to see you again. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Closer, drüskelle," she crooned, taunting.

He threw an arm over her, hooking her back against his chest. She let out a startled oof and shifted uneasily.

"Stop moving," he muttered. He'd been close to girls - not many, it was true - but none of them had been like her. She was indecently round.

"You're cold and clammy," she complained with a shiver. "It's like lying next to a burly squid."

"You told me to get closer! ~ Leigh Bardugo

Simple as that," said Nina. "Did you know I'm next in line for the Fjerdan throne? They call me Princess Ilse of Engelsberg." "There is no princess of Engelsberg," said Matthias. "It's a fishing town." Nina shrugged. "If we're going to lie to ourselves, we might as well be grand about it. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Matthias was in the dark. And it wasn't the kind of dark that came with a room that didn't have any lights on or when you were walking around at night in the country. This was not even the kind you got when you shut your eyes and wrapped your head in a blanket.

This was the one that seeped in through your skin and filled the spaces between your molecules, the one that polluted your flesh into a permanent state of rotting, the one that wiped clean your past and your future, suspending you in a choking, adhesive solution of sorrow and despair.

He was not alone in this horrible prison.

As he writhed in the weightless void, others did the same, their voices mixing with his own as pleas escaped from cracked lips and the endless begging for mercy rose and fell like the breathing of a great beast. From time to time, he was chosen for special attention, clawed monsters with fanged maws latching on, yanking and pulling. The wounds they imparted always healed as quickly as they were wrought, providing an ever-fresh canvas for their masticating artwork.

Time had no meaning; nor did age. And he knew he was never getting out.

This was his due.

This was his eternal payment for the way he had lived his life: He had earned this place in Hell through his sins upon the earth, and yet still, he argued the unfairness to the others he was trapped with. Tough debate, though. There was little on the good side to support his bid for f ~ J.R. Ward

Matthias nodded to the fisherman and Rotty winked back at him, giving a brief tug on the beard of his disguise. He poled the boat rapidly down the canal.

As they approached Zentsbridge, Matthias caught sight of the huge bottleboat parked beneath it. It was wide enough that the hulls scraped as Rotty tried to pass. The bottle man and Rotty broke into a heated argument, and Nina let loose another wail, long and loud enough that Matthias wondered if she was trying to compete with the plague siren.

"Perhaps some deep breathing?" the medik suggested from the railing.

Matthias gave Nina the barest warning glance. They could fake a pregnancy. They couldn't fake an actual birth. At least he didn't think they could. He wouldn't put anything past Kaz at this point. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Kaz had tapped his crow's head cane on the flagstones of the tomb floor. "Do you know what Van Eck's problem is?"
"No honor?" said Matthias.
"Rotten parenting skills?" said Nina.
"Receding hairline?" offered Jesper. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Matthias handed over the bag. "What are you looking for?"
"A sedative," said the medik.
"Is that safe for a pregnant woman?"
"For me. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Happiness is having a cat for "fuzz therapy". Preferably one with trimmed claws. ~ Matthias Leue

I hooked up with director Jacques Audiard for this film called 'Rust & Bone' with Marion Cotillard. I loved that experience so much I'm truly sad that it's over! ~ Matthias Schoenaerts

Ten silos," Inej said. "Nine crossings."
"They're a lot taller up close," said Nina. "Are you ready for this?"
Inej couldn't deny they were intimidating. "No matter the height of the mountain, the climbing is the same."
"That's not technically true. You need ropes, picks - "
"Don't be a Matthias. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Good," said Kaz, but the answer didn't come as quickly as Matthias might have expected. He fears for her, Matthias thought, and he does not like it. For once, he could sympathize with the demjin. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Nina, I am with you because you let me be with you. There is no greater honor than to stand by your side. ~ Leigh Bardugo

This isn't about romance. A proper kiss, a proper courtship. There's a way these things should be done."
"For proper thieves?" The corners of her beautiful mouth curled and for a moment he was afraid she would laugh at him, but she simply shook her head and drew even nearer. Her body was the barest breath from his now. The need to close that scrap of distance was maddening.
"The first day you showed up at my house for this proper courtship, I would have cornered you in the pantry," she said. "But please, tell me more about Fjerdan girls."
"They speak quietly. They don't engage in flirtations with every single man they meet."
"I flirt with the women too."
"I think you'd flirt with a date palm if it would pay you any attention."
"If I flirted with a plant, you can bet it would stand up and take notice. Are you jealous?"
"All the time. ~ Leigh Bardugo

In the upstate farmhouse he had dubbed Mount Zion, Matthias had apparently established for himself a community of seven wives - a "harem," Locke called it - six of them wealthy white women and the seventh a black servant by the name of Isabella Van Wagenen, and "had one appointed to each working day in the week, and the black one consecrated for Sundays." (Isabella Van Wagenen was a former slave who would later join the abolitionist movement, changing her name to the one by which she would be forever remembered: Sojourner Truth.) ~ Matthew Goodman

She'd been so docile that Nina had become concerned. "Maybe she's not getting enough blood to her
brain?" she'd murmured to Matthias. ~ Leigh Bardugo

I'll let life take me where it will. ~ Matthias Schoenaerts

Blake." Ayden tried not to laugh while he latched his keys to his pocket chain.
"Put her down." A sleek black BMW screeched into the drive and Matthias leapt out, not bothering to shut the door before he strode up full of quivering tension.
"You called Matthias?" Ayden said. Blake pointed at the blond. "Tristan panicked."
"I didn't - okay, I panicked."

A & E Kirk (2012-01-07). Demons at Deadnight (Divinicus Nex Chronicles series Book 1) (p. 222). A&E Kirk. Kindle Edition. ~ A. Kirk

Matthias and Wylan seized the rope to pull him up. Jesper wasn't sure how much Wylan was actually helping, but he was certainly working hard. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Nina pulled the pins from her hair, shucked off the blonde wig, and tossed it on the table they'd set in the middle of the tomb. She slumped into a chair, rubbing her fingers along her scalp. "So much better," she said with a happy sigh. But Matthias could not ignore the almost greenish cast to her skin.
She was worse tonight. Either she'd run into trouble with Smeet or she'd simply overexerted herself. And yet, watching her, Matthias felt something in him ease. At least now she looked like Nina again, her brown hair in damp tangles, her eyes half-shut. Was it normal to be fascinated by the way someone slouched? ~ Leigh Bardugo

We all get damned in our lives, and there are ripple effects. One thing can determine a life, and it's hard to overcome that if the event is really traumatic. Your life is completely condemned by it. ~ Matthias Schoenaerts

He's putting a lot of cards down on the table," Trey said thoughtfully, taking a step forward. "And Matthias is never one to share something for free if he could charge for it."
"And you're not normally one to think for himself," Matthias said pleasantly. "I suppose we're all growing as people. ~ Scott Tracey

I don't like speculation," said Matthias.

"Of course you don't. You like things you can see. Like piles of snow and benevolent tree gods. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Zoya stared up at Nina in wonder. "You're alive," she said. Her gaze slid to Matthias, thrashing like the biggest, angriest butterfly ever pinned to a page. "And you've made a new friend. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Kaz leaned back. "What's the easiest way to steal a man's wallet?"
"Knife to the throat?" asked Inej.
"Gun to the back?" said Jesper.
"Poison in his cup?" suggested Nina.
"You're all horrible," said Matthias. ~ Leigh Bardugo

What did she say?" asked Matthias.
Nina coughed and took his arm, leading him away. "She said you're a very nice fellow, and a credit to the Fjerdan race. Ooh, look, blini! I haven't had proper blini in forever."
"That word she used: babink," he said. "You've called me that before. What does it mean?"
Nina directed her attention to a stack of paper-thin buttered pancakes. "It means sweetie pie."
"Nina - "
"Barbarian."
"I was just asking, there's no need to name-call."
"No, babink means barbarian." Matthias' gaze snapped back to the old woman, his glower returning to full force. Nina grabbed his arm. It was like trying to hold on to a boulder. "She wasn't insulting you! I swear!"
"Barbarian isn't an insult?" he asked, voice rising.
"No. Well, yes. But not in this context. She wanted to know if you'd like to play Princess and Barbarian."
"It's a game?"
"Not exactly."
"Then what is it?"
Nina couldn't believe she was actually going to attempt to explain this. As they continued up the street, she said, "In Ravka, there's a popular series of stories about, um, a brave Fjerdan warrior - "
"Really?" Matthias asked. "He's the hero?"
"In a manner of speaking. He kidnaps a Ravkan princess - "
"That would never happen."
"In the story it does, and" - she cleared her throat - "they spend a long time getting to know each other. In his cave."
"He lives in a cave?"
"It's a very nice cave. Furs. Jewe ~ Leigh Bardugo

When anything is pointed out, our only idea is to go from wrong to right; in spite of the fact that it has taken us years to get to wrong we try to get right in a moment. ~ F. Matthias Alexander

I ended up going into this big art historical argument.' [Barry Blinderman] invoked, for example, Matthias Grünewald's Isenheim altarpiece, painted in the sixteenth century for a monastery where monks cared for people with skin diseases - so the suffering Christ in that painting shows symptoms of skin disease. 'It's because he's the man of sorrows,' Blinderman argued. 'He takes on the suffering of the world. So if Christ were to appear physically today, one of the sicknesses he would have to take on would be drug addiction. ~ Cynthia Carr

I don't like this."
"To be fair, Matthias, you don't like much. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Nina heaped a plate with food and plunked down beside Matthias on the couch. She folded one of the waffles in half and took a huge bite, wiggling her toes in bliss. "I'm sorry, Matthias," she said with her mouth full. "I've decided to run off with Jesper's father. He keeps me in the deliciousness to which I have become accustomed. ~ Leigh Bardugo

The life you live, the hate you feel - it's poison. I can drink it no longer. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Nina gave Matthias' hand another squeeze, threw back her head, and said, "I was taken captive by the drüskelle. Matthias helped me escape. Matthias was taken captive by the Kerch. I helped him escape. I was taken captive by Jarl Brum. Matthias helped me escape." Matthias wasn't entirely comfortable with how good they both were at being taken prisoner. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Some brewers of Ale and Beere doe put it into their drinke to make it more heady, fit to please drunkards, who thereby, according to their several dispositions, become either dead drunke, or foolish drunke, or madde drunke. ~ Matthias De L'Obel

Matthias, please."
The sound of her voice, pleading with him. He'd dreamed of this. Sometimes she pleaded for mercy. Sometimes there were other things she begged for. ~ Leigh Bardugo

It is not the degree of 'willing' or 'trying', but the way in which the energy is directed, that is going to make the 'willing' or 'trying' effective. ~ F. Matthias Alexander

Are you ready for this?"
Inej couldn't deny they were intimidating. "No matter the height of the mountain, the climbing is the same."
"That's not technically true. You need ropes, picks - "
"Don't be a Matthias."
Nina covered her mouth in horror. "I'm going to eat twice as much cake to make up for it. ~ Leigh Bardugo

If this was the plan, what was the point to trying to smuggle in those lockpicks?" Wylan asked.

Kaz folded his arms. "Ever hear about the dying man whose medik told him he'd been miraculously cured? He danced into the street and was trampled to death by a horse. You have to let the mark feel like he's won. Were the guards studying Matthias and wondering if he looked familiar? Were they looking for trouble when Jesper went into the showers with paraffin sloughing off his arms? No, they were too busy congratulating themselves on catching me. They thought they'd neutralized the threat. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Where do you think the money went?" he repeated.
"Guns?" asked Jesper.
"Ships?" queried Inej.
"Bombs?" suggested Wylan.
"Political bribes?" offered Nina. They all looked at Matthias. "This is where you tell us how awful we are," she whispered.
He shrugged. "They all seem like practical choices."
"Sugar," said Kaz.
Jesper nudged the sugar bowl down the table to him.
Kaz rolled his eyes. "Not for my coffee, you podge. I used the money to buy up sugar shares and placed them in private accounts for all of us - under aliases, of course."
"I don't like speculation," said Matthias.
"Of course you don't. You like things you can see. Like piles of snow and benevolent tree gods."
"Oh, there it is!" said Inej, resting her head on Nina's shoulder and beaming at Matthias. "I missed his glower. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Nina and Matthias?" Jesper asked. "Far be it from me to doubt anyone's professionalism, but is that really the ideal pairing?"
"Matthias knows prison procedure, and Nina can handle any guards without a noisy fight. Your job is to keep them from killing each other."
"Because I'm the diplomat of the the group?"
"There is no diplomat of the group. ~ Leigh Bardugo

What are you so afraid will happen? Afraid you might start to like me?"
He said nothing.
Despite her fatigue, she trotted ahead of him. "That's it, isn't it? You don't want to like a Grisha. You're scared that if you laugh at my jokes or answer my questions, you might start thinking I'm human. Would that be so terrible?"
"I do like you."
"What was that?"
"I do like you," he said angrily.
She'd beamed, feeling a well of pleasure erupt through her. "Now, really, is that so bad?"
"Yes!" he roared.
"Why?"
"Because you're horrible. You're loud and lewd and . . . treacherous. Brum warned us that Grisha could be charming."
"Oh, I see. I'm the wicked Grisha seductress. I have beguiled you with my Grisha wiles!"
She poked him in the chest.
"Stop that."
"No. I'm beguiling you."
"Quit it."
She danced around him in the snow, poking his chest, his stomach, his side. "Goodness! You're very solid. This is strenuous work." He started to laugh. "It's working! The beguiling has begun. The Fjerdan has fallen. You are powerless to resist me. ~ Leigh Bardugo

You're stupid about a lot of things, Wylan, but you are not stupid. And if I ever hear you call yourself a moron again, I'm going to tell Matthias you tried to kiss Nina. With tongue."
Wylan wiped his nose on his sleeve. "He'll never believe it."
"Then I'll tell Nina you tried to kiss Matthias. With tongue. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Weapons may be carried by creatures who are evil, dishonest, violent or lazy. The true warrior is good, gentle and honest. His bravery comes from within himself; he learns to conquer his own fears and misdeeds.
- Matthias ~ Brian Jacques

Matthias rolled his eyes heavenward. These lunatics all needed a solid six months in boot camp and possibly a sound beating. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Farvell," she said in Fjerdan. "May Djel watch over you until I can once more. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Nina, I gave you my oath."
"But - "
"Your enemies are my enemies, and I will stand with you against any foe - including this accursed drug."
She shook her head as if he was speaking nonsense. "I don't want you to be with me because of an oath, or because you think you need to protect me, or because you think you owe me some stupid blood debt."
"Nina - " he started, then stopped. "Nina, I am with you because you let me be with you. There is no greater honor than to stand by your side."
"Honor, duty. I get it."
Her temper he could bear, but her disappointment was unacceptable. Matthias knew only the language of war. He did not have the words for this. "Meeting you was a disaster."
She raised a brow. "Thank you."
Djel, he was terrible at this. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Usually people don't start hating each other until a week into the job, but you two have a head start. ~ Leigh Bardugo

He buried his face in her hair. She felt his lips move against her ear when he said, "I never want to see you like this again." "Do you mean the dress or the cell?" A laugh shook him. "Definitely the cell." Then he cupped her face in his hands. "Jer molle pe oonet. Enel mörd je nej afva trohem verretn." Nina swallowed hard. She remembered those words and what they truly meant. I have been made to protect you. Only in death will I be kept from this oath. It was the vow of the drüskelle to Fjerda. And now it was Matthias' promise to her. She knew she should say something profound, something beautiful in response. Instead, she spoke the truth. "If we make it out of here alive, I'm going to kiss you unconscious. ~ Leigh Bardugo

I need you to save the others."
"What others?" she asked desperately.
"The other drüskelle. Swear to me you'll at least try to help them, to make them see."
"We'll go together, Matthias. We'll be spies. Genya will tailor us and we'll go to Fjerda together. I'll wear all the ugly knitted vests you want."
"Go home to Ravka, Nina. Be free, as you were meant to be. Be a warrior, as you always have been. Just save some mercy for my people. There has to be a Fjerda worth saving. Promise me."
"I promise." The words were more sob than sound. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Nina sat down next to Alys. "Would you um … like some tea?"
"With honey?" Alys asked.
"I, uh … I think we have sugar?"
"I only like tea with honey and lemon."
Nina looked like she might tell Alys exactly where she could put her honey and lemon, so Matthias said hurriedly, "How would you like a chocolate biscuit?"
"Oh, I love chocolate!"
Nina's eyes narrowed. "I don't remember saying you could give away my biscuits."
"It's for a good cause," Matthias said, retrieving the tin. He'd purchased the biscuits in the hope of getting Nina to eat more. "Besides, you've barely touched them."
"I'm saving them for later," said Nina with a sniff. "And you should not cross me when it comes to sweets."
Jesper nodded. "She's like a dessert-hoarding dragon. ~ Leigh Bardugo

There were two Shu with wings, and a man and a woman who were … not normal."
"Nina's power had no effect on them," said Wylan.
"Hmm," Nina said noncommittally, nibbling daintily at the edge of a biscuit. Inej had never seen Nina nibble daintily on anything. Her appetite clearly hadn't returned, but Inej wondered if there was more to it.
Matthias joined them at the table. "The Shu woman we faced was stronger than me, Jesper, and Wylan put together."
"You heard right," said Jesper. "Stronger than Wylan."
"I did my part," objected Wylan. ~ Leigh Bardugo

What is it we need to talk about, Lord Sun?"
"Matthias, this isn't an eighties sitcom. I can't casually accept an orphan into my house for comic relief. ~ K.D. Edwards

I promise, Matthias. I'll take you home."
"Nina," he said, pressing her hand to his heart. "I am already home. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Isaac Rothe, Matthias ~ J.R. Ward

Straight up, Mels, the only reason I haven't completely jumped you is because I can't. I...can't." He threw up his free hand and let it fall back down to the bedspread. "And you know what sucks? I've been with a lot of women."

Annnnnnnd that made her chest hurt. "Before you were injured..."

He nodded. "Of all the things for my memory to come back on, right?"

Cue another kick in the solar plexus. "You remember them?"

"I hate it– because I would trade every single random fuck for just one night with you." He brushed her face with his fingertips and then brought his thumb to her mouth. With the same gentle pressure he'd put against her wrist, he caressed her lower lip. "I'd give up every one of them. Matter of fact, it feels like...a curse to have finally found someone like you, only to have it be too late. And that's where it's at. It's too late for me, Mels, and that's how you're killing me. When I look at you, when I see you move, when you smile or take a deep breath, I just... I die a little. Every time. ~ J.R. Ward

I did some research on Little Lord Asshat," he said. It lacked any real heat, though. I'd overheard him earlier giving money to Queenie to buy Matthias "a razor, a toothbrush, and a fucking clue. ~ K.D. Edwards

While Docker automatically captures logs for you, it does not also rotate them. In fact, currently none of the provided packages set up any log rotation. You'll need to do that yourself in most cases. Rather frustratingly, Docker also does not respond to a signal to tell it to reopen logs. If you send it the standard HUP signal, it will instead restart all the containers, which is not what you want. The current best practice for rotation of Docker logs is to have logrotate use the copytruncate method to copy the logfile and then truncate it in place. There are open bugs against docker asking for a better solution. ~ Karl Matthias

She looked into his eyes. "Well?"
"I don't feel anything," he said. His voice sounded embarrassingly hoarse.
She arched a brow. "Nothing?"
"What did you try to make me do?"
"I'm trying to compel you to kiss me."
"That's foolish."
"Why is that?"
"Because I always want to kiss you," he admitted. ~ Leigh Bardugo

No doubt your sword is indeed a beautiful thing. It is a tribute to whoever forged it in bygone ages. There are very few such swords as this one left in the world, but remember, it is only a sword, Matthias! It contains no secret spell, nor holds within its blade any magical power. This sword is made for only one purpose, to kill. It will only be as good or evil as the one who wields it. I know that you intend to use it only for the good of your Abbey, Matthias; do so, but never allow yourself to be tempted into using it in a careless or idle way. It would inevitably cost you your life, or that of your dear ones. Martin the Warrior used the sword only for right and good. This is why it has become a symbol of power to Redwall. Knowledge is gained through wisdom, my friend. Use the sword wisely. ~ Brian Jacques

What are you looking at, Matthias?" The low thrum of her voice vibrated straight through him.
He kept his eyes on the ceiling, whispering softly. "Nothing."
"Matthias, are you praying?"
"Possibly."
"For restraint?" she said sweetly.
"You really are a witch."
"I'm not proper, Matthias."
"I am aware of this." Miserably, keenly, hungrily aware.
"And I'm sorry to inform you, but you're not proper either."
His gaze dropped to her now. "I - "
"How many rules have you broken since you met me? How many laws? They won't be the last. Nothing about us will ever be proper," she said. She tilted her face up to his. So close now it was as if they were already touching. "Not the way we met. Not the life we lead. And not the way we kiss. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Well, the story is that when a woman found out her husband had fallen in love with a girl from West Stave and planned to leave her, she came to the bridge and, rather than live without him, hurled herself into the canal." "Over a man with so little honor?" "You'd never be tempted? All the fruits and flesh of West Stave before you?" "Would you throw yourself off a bridge for a man who was?" "I wouldn't throw myself off a bridge for the king of Ravka." "It's a terrible story," said Matthias. "I doubt it's true. It's just what happens when you let men name the bridges. ~ Leigh Bardugo

How very interesting." Imogen gave a dainty sniff." I collect that you also poured some of the brandy down his lordship's throat. Was that part of the treatment?"
"Absolutely critical," Matthias murmured. ~ Amanda Quick

She went up on tiptoe, and that easily, her mouth was against his. It was barely a kiss - just a quick, startling press of her lips.
Before she could even think of moving away, he had hold of her. He knew he was probably doing everything wrong, but he couldn't bring himself to worry, because she was in his arms, her lips were parting, her hands were twining around his neck, and sweet Djel, her tongue was in his mouth. No wonder Fjerdans were so cautious about courtship. If Matthias could be kissing Nina, feeling her nip at his lip with her clever teeth, feel her body fitted against his own, hear her release that little sigh in the back of her throat, why would he ever bother doing anything else? Why would anyone? ~ Leigh Bardugo

Let others make war, you happy Austria marry, for kingdoms given to others by Mars, Venus will give to you. ~ Matthias Corvinus

Jesper ran a finger up Wylan's forearm, and Wylan flushed a vibrant pink. Matthias couldn't help but sympathize with the boy. He knew what it was to be out of your depth, and he sometimes suspected they could forgo all of Kaz's planning and simply let Jesper and Nina flirt the entirety of Ketterdam into submission. ~ Leigh Bardugo

I'm superstitious, not stupid. You can be both, you know, but that's hardly the point. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Left my homework at home." I jerked a thumb over my shoulder. "Funny, it being homework
you'd think home would be where it's supposed to be but no, I need it at school, but you can't call it
schoolwork because that's just stuff you do at school but it really is schoolwork you do at home and
then bring it back so you could call it school-home-school work but either way it's not here and I
need to get it from home and get it to school so home is where I need to go now." I took a breath.
"Bye. ~ A&E Kirk

Alys Van Eck waddled along beside him. Her blindfold had been removed, and through his long glass, Matthias could see her lips moving. Sweet Djel, is she still singing? Judging from the sour expression on Kaz's face, it was a distinct possibility. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Stay till the end. "
"And after, and always."
"I want to feel safe again. I want to go home to Ravka. "
"Then I'll take you there. We'll set fire to raisins or whatever you heathens do for fun. "
"Zealot."
"Witch."
"Barbarian. ~ Leigh Bardugo

And you're been nothing but a pain. So don't get all high and mighty. Good chocolate milk by the way."
Muscles ticked in Matthias' jaw. "It's not chocolate milk. It's Milo."
I took another sip. "Well, it's good. ~ A&E Kirk

He turned to Nina and said in Fjerdan, "Do not let them cow you. You are not the girl you were. You are not just a soldier to command."

"So why do I feel like finding a corner to sob in?"

"This is a round room. There are no corners. ~ Leigh Bardugo

He was quiet for a moment, and then he said, Do you understand a little better now? What it's like to face a power so alien? To face an enemy with such unnatural strength? ~ Leigh Bardugo

He woke, gasping. The sun was high in the sky. Wylan stood above him, shaking him gently. "It's almost time." Matthias nodded and rose, rolling his shoulders, feeling the warm spring air of Ketterdam around him. It felt alien in his lungs. "Are you all right?" Wylan asked tentatively, but apparently Matthias' glower was answer enough. "You're great," Wylan said, and hurried down the stairs. ~ Leigh Bardugo

She shoved two crackers into her mouth. "These are awful."

"Slow down," said Matthias. "You're going to choke."

"Worth it," Nina said, struggling to swallow.

"For crackers?"

"I'm pretending they're pie. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Prevent the things you have been doing and you are half-way home. ~ F. Matthias Alexander

Anyone who promises that everything can be made the way it used to be with the recipes of the past betrays in reality the people he claims to represent. We must never participate in this betrayal and we must never allow this betrayal. ~ Matthias Platzeck

Matthias always slept with his back to a wall, a habit from his days in Hellgate. She'd let her hands wander, seeking his pockets, trying to feel along the linings of his trousers.
"Nina?" he'd asked sleepily.
"I'm cold," she said, her hands continuing their search. She pressed a kiss to his neck, then below his ear. She'd never let herself kiss him this way before. She'd never had the chance. They'd been too busy untangling the skein of suspicion and lust and loyalty that bound them together, and once she'd taken the parem … It was all she could think of, even now. The desire she felt was for the drug, not for the body she felt shift beneath her hands. She didn't kiss his lips, though. She wouldn't let parem take that from her too.
He'd groaned slightly. "The others - "
"Everyone is asleep."
Then he'd seized her hands. "Stop."
"Matthias - "
"I don't have it."
She yanked herself free, shame crawling over her skin like fire over a forest floor. "Then who does?" she hissed.
"Kaz." She stilled. "Are you going to creep into his bed? ~ Leigh Bardugo

I am grateful you're alive", he said. "I am grateful that you're beside me. I am grateful that you're eating."
She rested her head on his shoulder.
"You're better that waffles, Matthias Helvar."
A small smile curled the Fjerdan's lips.
"Let's not say things we don't mean, my love. ~ Leigh Bardugo

It's good to feel foolish sometimes, Fjerdan."
"You only say that because you have no shame. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Matthias locked the cell door and hurried down the passage toward Nina, toward something more. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Backslapping and smiling all around. Even Matthias.
"Oh my God," I croaked. They all froze. "You have
dimples!"
The rest of the boys grinned at the Aussie who slapped a hand over his mouth to help cover the deep, adorable dimples prominently displayed in each cheek. He pointed a finger at us and said, "Knock it off!" but from behind his hand it actually came out "Naw ih aw!" We laughed harder. He gave up the hand and turned away in a
huff, but the dimples remained. ~ A. Kirk

Did you get Wylan's powders?"
"What was left of them," said Jesper. He emptied his pockets, revealing three packets. Matthias chose one at random.
"Can you manipulate those powders?"
Jesper shifted uneasily. "Yes. I guess. I did something similar at the Ice Court. Why?"
Why. Why. In the drüskelle he would have been brigged for insubordination. ~ Leigh Bardugo

People do not decide their futures, they decide their habits and their habits decide their futures. ~ F. Matthias Alexander

Really?" asked Nina, tugging at her corset. Pollen from one of the irises had scattered over her bare shoulder. Matthias had the overwhelming urge to brush it away with his lips. It's probably poisonous, he told himself sternly. Maybe he should take a walk. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Nina, you taught me to be something better. They could be taught, too. ~ Leigh Bardugo

Thank you. Take a good care of her," he said on a yawn. "She's very special to me and my boys."
Dr. Matthias Zrin ~ Zrinka Jelic

And stop grabbing my bra."
"Huh?" Matthias looked down at the lingerie in his hands. His eyes bugged.
"Ahhh!" He tossed it in the air and vigorously wiped his palms. Blake caught the under garment. "Oh, yeah."
"Blake!" we all yelled. "Give it back!" Ayden reached for it, but at the last minute pushed a hand through his hair and looked away.
"To Aurora." Tristan stared at the floor. Logan had his shirt pulled up to his forehead. Matthias kept wiping his hands on his jeans.
A & E Kirk (2014-05-26). Drop Dead Demons: The Divinicus Nex Chronicles: Book 2 (Divinicus Nex Chronicles series) (p. 472). A&E Kirk. Kindle Edition. ~ A&E Kirk

Matthias flinched, teeth grinding. "Which one of them told you?" He zeroed in on Ayden.
"One?" I said.
With a growl, Matthias pushed a button on his watch and spoke into it. "What part of 'don't tell her anything' didn't you all understand?"
A moment of silence, then Blake's voice cracked through static, "Can't-" The static sounded suspiciously like crinkling paper. "Hear-" More "static" then, "break- up. ~ A&E Kirk