Lucian's father had warned him to fear idle men. Without the pride gained from a good day's work, they were left to their vices and the doubts that crowded their head. Their hatred. Their envy.

Our spirit is mightier than the filth of our memories.

Do you love me?’ he asked instead. ‘Because if you don’t, I’d wait until you did. I’d wait weeks and months and years.

Do you want to know something about tyrants? When faced with death, they weep and they beg just like the rest of us.

Phaedra of Alonso’s death was a never-ending pain that gnawed at his insides. It made him a prisoner in his own cottage.

In the games of queens and kings, we leave our dreams at the door and we make do with what we have. Sometimes if we’re fortunate, we still manage to have a good life.

In the end, the sum of my vices is all me.

Because today, I think I'm leaning on the side of wonder.

Phaedra looked across the water and her eyes met Lucian’s. Their needs came second. It came from the privilege of being tr

I determine my own worth. If I had to rely on others, I'd have lain down and died waiting.

I've wept enough in my life. I have no tears left.

To be happy, you have to risk being unhappy.

A sense of mission lostin ink'sjagged outcrops.I was trying to tell myselfwhat I must have knownbeforein a formI wouldn't recognize at first.

... one would like to be both [loved and feared], but as it is difficult to combine both love and fear, if one has to choose between them it is far safer to be feared than loved

The fool has said in his heart: pass me another Everlasting God-Stopper, please.

The pleasures of love are always in proportion to our fears.

The only people that should vote should be legal.

Nothing is as heady as the wine of misfortune.

If your reaction to your partner's fear-or any other form of distress- is disdain or irritation, you do not want oneness or even friendship with your partner at that moment.

As a dimension of man, rebellion actually defines him.

Careers are a jungle gym, not a ladder.