Leigh Bardugo quotes:

I have loved you all my life, Mal," I whispered through my tears. "There is no end to our story.

If I told you I'm trying to save the world, would you believe me?

I don't care if you danced naked on the roof of the Little Palace with him. I love you, Alina, even the part of you that loved him.

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

I had spared the stag's life. The power of that life belonged to me as surely as it belonged to the man who had taken it.

Ivan gabbled something in Shu that I didn't understand. The giant just laughed."You speak Shu like a tourist," he said.

Anything worth doing always starts as a bad idea.

Don't argue. Never deign to deny. Meet insults with laughter.

Grief had its own life, took its own sustenance.

People, particularly big men carrying big rifles, don't expect lip from a scrawny thing like me. They always look a bit dazed when they get it.

Maybe love was superstition, a prayer we said to keep the truth of loneliness at bay. I tilted my head back. The stars looked like they were close together, when really they were millions of miles apart. In the end, maybe love just meant longing for something impossibly bright and forever out of reach.

When we get our money, you can burn kruge to keep you warm.I'm going to pay someone to burn my kruge for me.Why don't you pay someone else to pay someone to burn your kruge for you? That's what the big players do.

The heart is an arrow. It demands aim to land true.

The names they gave were false ones, though the vows they made were true.

The Darkling will hunt you for the rest of your days.""Then you and I will have something in common, won't we? Besides, I like to have powerful enemies. Makes me feel important."Mal crossed his arms and considered the privateerI can't decide if you're crazy or stupid.""I have so many good qualities," Sturmhond saidIt can be hard to choose."

Then the memory of the Darkling's kiss blew through me and rattled my concentration, scattering my thoughts like leaves and making my heart swoop and dive like a bird borne aloft by uncertain currents."

I didn't think he was in love with me and I had no idea what I felt for him, but he wanted me, and maybe that was enough.

I'll get them out and come back. I promise.""On your word as a cutthroat and a pirate?"He touched my cheek once, briefly. "Privateer."Another explosion rocked the grounds."Let's go!" shouted Mal.As we sprinted into the tunnel, I glanced back and saw Nikolai silhouetted against the purple twilight. I wondered if I'd ever see him again.

The moment our lips met, I knew with pure and piercing certainty that I would have waited for him forever.

They are orphans again, with no true home but each other and whatever life they can make together on the other side of the sea.

They had an ordinary life, full of ordinary things-if love can ever be called that.

I think we often hold heroines to an absurd standard. Be brave! Be wise! Always know what's in your heart and speak the truth of it! No and no and no. We fight to be brave. We learn to be wise. We struggle to know ourselves and voice what we want.

And there's nothing wrong with being a lizard either. Unless you were born to be a hawk.

Don't wish for bricks when you can build from stone.

I like to have powerful enemies. Makes me feel important.

I think the first trick to writing a feminist work is to write plenty of women. That way you get to write characters, instead of worrying about paradigms.

I wanted to believe anything so that I wouldnâ??t have to face the future alone. The problem with wanting is that it makes us weak.

I'm perfectly capable of being stupid on my own.

Just because you escape one trap, doesn't mean you will escape the next.

My stories usually begin with the characters and some elements of how power (personal, political, magical) functions in the world. The rest develops as I write, and research helps a great deal with that. If you're going to write about an agrarian economy, research agrarian economies. If your main character is starving, then you should know what it means for a malnourished body to break down.

Na razrusha'ya. I am not ruined. E'ya razrushost. I am ruination.

Oh, and the easiest way to make someone furious is to tell her to calm down.

The less you say, the more weight your words will carry.

The ox feels the yoke, but does the bird feel the weight of its wings?

Weakness is a guise. Wear it when they need to know you're human, but never when you feel it.

What is infinite? The universe and the greed of men.

You and I are going to change the world.

You want a love story too? There's none to be had.

Yuyeh sesh. Despise your heart. Ni weh sesh. I have no heart.

When people say impossible, they usually mean improbable.

There was something soothing about the crackle of paper, the smell of ink, and the soft scratching of nibs and brushes.