Famous Quotes by Sherry Thomas

“It doesn’t matter where I am; I’m yours.”

“I had this daft idea to come and bury the past. Except the past is not quite dead.”

The success of my rule does not rely on my ability to recite obscure Latin verse.

Love was not blind, but it might mimic a deteriorating case of cataracts.

Perhaps she had always been a monster, but even the lady monsters of the world couldn't escape the expectations that came of being women.

The Castle. He’d seen this expression far too many times during their marriage. The Castle was Bryony drawing up the gates and retreating deep into the inner keep.

The prince set her down and dismissed his valet. The latter left with a bow and closed the door.

We will never accomplish anything worthwhile in life if we require the guarantee of success at the onset.

What stupid children they had been, to cause each other such pain and then to hold on to their wounds so fiercely.

He had wanted marriage, children, and an upstanding life. He still had the children, thank God, but a man who had salvaged his greatest treasures from the smoldering ruins of his home remained in the middle of smoldering ruins.

I beg you to exercise wisdom and restraint and remember that not all opportunities are created equal. Some are nothing but steps leading down toward catastrophe.

You don’t know how to converse. Sometimes I think the spaces between the stars are filled with your silence.

There existed something in this world that bound a mage tighter than a blood oath: love. Love was the ultimate chain, the ultimate whip, and the ultimate slave driver.

Was unhappiness really so invisible? Or did people simply prefer to turn away, as if from lepers?

She was proud one moment, covetous the next, and then fearful the moment after that.

I often question your actions, but rarely your reasoning. And this isn’t one of those rare instances.

All your emotions were so intense—your anger like daggers, your unhappiness a poisoned well. Even your love had such sharp corners and dark alleys.

A reflection of their story: imperfect, but to him the most beautiful of stories.

I do not like the idea of bartering the use of my reproductive system for a man's support.

There was no such thing as a marriage with one happy spouse. Both must be or neither.

He was silent. She hoped she’d injured his feelings – assuming he had feelings to injure in the first place.

To be thought of as the perfect woman for a man isn’t a compliment to a woman, it’s more about how a man sees himself.

But I can only pray ardently that Fortune walks with you, that you discover hitherto unimagined strength in yourself and encounter unexpected friends along this perilous path that you must now tread.