The belonging you seek is not behind you… it is ahead. I am no Jedi, but I know the Force. It moves through and surrounds every living thing. Close your eyes… Feel it… The light… it’s always been there. It will guide you. The saber. Take it. - Star Wars: Episode VII - The Force Awakens (2015)
“I believe everything happens for a reason. Whether it is decided by the Mother, or the Cauldron, or some sort of tapestry of Fate, I don’t know. I don’t really care. But I am grateful for it, whatever it is. Grateful that it brought you all into my life.
‘’If I had not met an Illyrian warrior-in-training,“(…), "I would not have known the true depths of strength, of resilience, of honor and loyalty."
"If I had not met a shadowsinger, I would not have known that it is the family you make, not the one you are born into, that matters. I would not have known what it is to truly hope, even when the world tells you to despair.”
“If I had not met my cousin, I would neer have learned that light can be found in even the darkest of hells. That kidness can thrive even amongst cruelty.”
“If I had not met a tiny monster who hoards jewels more fiercely than a firedrake …”(…) “My own power would have consumed me long ago.”
“And if I had not met my mate …” His words failed him as silver lined his eyes. He said down the bond, I would have waited five hundrend more years for you. A thousand years. And if this was all the time we were allowed to have … The wait was worth it.
“I believe that everything happened, exactly the way it had to … so I could find you."
The words hit her like stones. ‘’The Queen Who Was Promised,’’ Aelin said. ‘’But not to the world. To the gods- to the keys.’’ To pay the price. To be their sacrifice in order to seal the keys in the gate at last.
“Ninety percent of the time the very sight of you makes me want to commit murder. I think about carving the skin from your body and hanging it out as a warning to every other fool who thinks he can stand in my way.“ "What about the other ten?”
“Tell me what it’s like. The race.“ "What it’s like is a battle. A mess of horses and men and blood. The fastest and strongest of what is left from two weeks of preparation on the sand. It’s the surf in your face, the deadly magic of November on your skin, the Scorpio drums in the place of your heartbeat. It’s speed, if you’re lucky. It’s life and it’s death or it’s both, and there’s nothing like it.”