Celeana Sardothien Quotes

“I missed you,” he said quietly, his gaze darting between her mouth and eyes. “When I was in
Wendlyn. I lied when I said I didn’t. From the moment you left, I missed you so much I went out of my
mind. I was glad for the excuse to track Lorcan here, just to see you again. And tonight, when he had
that knife at your throat …” The warmth of his callused finger bloomed through her as he traced a path
over the cut on her neck. “I kept thinking about how you might never know that I missed you with only
an ocean between us. But if it was death separating us … I would find you. I don’t care how many
rules it would break. Even if I had to get all three keys myself and open a gate, I would find you
again. Always.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

“Thirty minutes later, Rowan was still staring up at the ceiling, teeth gritted as he calmed the roaring in
his veins that was steadily shredding through his self-control.
That gods-damned nightgown.
Shit.
He was in such deep, unending shit.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

“What in hell is that?”
She kept going toward the bathroom, refusing to apologize or look down at the pink, delicate, very
short lace nightgown. When she emerged, face washed and clean, Rowan was sitting up, arms crossed
over his bare chest. “You forgot the bottom part.”
She merely blew out the candles in the room one by one. His eyes tracked her the entire time.
“There is no bottom part,” she said, flinging back the covers on her side. “It’s starting to get so hot,
and I hate sweating when I sleep. Plus, you’re practically a furnace. So it’s either this or I sleep
naked. You can sleep in the bathtub if you have a problem with it.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

“When she awoke every morning, she repeated the same words: I will not be afraid.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

“He lifted the lavender soap to his hair, and she squeaked.

“You don’t use that in your hair,” she hissed, jolting from her perch to reach for one of the many hair tonics lining the little shelf above the bath. “Rose, lemon verbena, or …” She sniffed the glass bottle. “Jasmine.” She squinted down at him.

He was staring up at her, his green eyes full of the words he knew he didn’t have to say. Do I look like I care what you pick?”
― Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

“Rowan’s head was still angled as he asked, “Your mothers were cousins, Prince, but who sired
you?”
Aedion lounged in his chair. “Does it matter?”
“Do you know?” Rowan pressed.
Aedion shrugged. “She never told me—or anyone.”
“I’m guessing you have some idea?” Aelin asked.
Rowan said, “He doesn’t look familiar to you?”
“He looks like me.”
“Yes, but—” He sighed. “You met his father. A few weeks ago. Gavriel”
― Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

“Aelin hissed, "Need I remind you Captain, that you went to Endovier and did not blink at the slaves and the mass graves? Need I remind you that I was starved and chained and you let Duke Perrington force me to the ground at Dorian's feet while you did nothing? And now you have the nerve to accuse me of not caring, when many of the people in this city have profited off the blood and misery of the very people you ignored?”
― Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

“For wherever you need to go - and then some.
The world needs more healers”
― Sarah J. Maas, The Assassin and the Healer

“She wouldn't leave him like this, in this cold, dark room.
She yanked out of Arobynn's grasp. Wordlessly, she unfastened her cloak and spread it over Sam, covering the damage that had been so carefully inflicted. She climbed onto the wooden table and lay beside him, stretching an arm across his middle, holding him close.”
― Sarah J. Maas, The Assassin's Blade

“He lifted the lavender soap to his hair, and she squeaked.
“You don’t use that in your hair,” she hissed, jolting from her perch to reach for one of the many
hair tonics lining the little shelf above the bath. “Rose, lemon verbena, or …” She sniffed the glass
bottle. “Jasmine.” She squinted down at him.
He was staring up at her, his green eyes full of the words he knew he didn’t have to say. Do I look
like I care what you pick?”
― Sarah J Maas

“Because the stag remains constant–no matter the season, he's always there."
"Why?"
Celaena took a long breath. "So the people of Terrasen will always know how to find their way home, So they can look up at the sky, no matter where they are, and know Terrasen is forever with them.”
― Sarah J. Maas

“That’s not even the best part!”
“There’s a ‘best part’?” the Crown Prince said, face caught between a wince and a smile.
Chaol glared at her before speaking. “There’s no hope of escaping from Endovier. Your father made sure that each of Endovier’s sentries could shoot a squirrel from two hundred paces away. To attempt to flee is suicide.”
“But you’re alive,” the prince said to her.
Celaena’s smile faded as the memory struck her. “Yes.”
“What happened?” Dorian asked.
Her eyes turned cold and hard. “I snapped.”
“That’s all you have to offer as an explanation for what you did?” Captain Westfall demanded. “She killed her overseer and twenty-three sentries before they caught her. She was a finger’s tip from the wall before the guards knocked her unconscious.”
“So?” Dorian said.
Celaena seethed. “So? Do you know how far the wall is from the mines?” He gave her a blank look. She closed her eyes and sighed dramatically. “From my shaft, it was three hundred sixty-three feet. I had someone measure.”
“So?” Dorian repeated.
“Captain Westfall, how far do slaves make it from the mines when they try to escape?”

“Three feet,” he muttered. “Endovier sentries usually shoot a man down before he’s moved three feet.”
― sarah j maas

“Entonces, una mano cálida y encallecida tomó la suya por debajo de la mesa. Volviéndose a mirar, Celaena descubrió que Chaol la contemplaba. El capitán esbozó una pequeña sonrisa y la joven supo que su propio caballero había comprendido. Celaena miró a su capitán y sonrió a su vez.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“I knew you were a good woman" he said. Celeana halted. Turned.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight