I wonder about death, I who may never know it. It looks much like ecstacy, the way they open their mouths as they drown, the way their fingers dig into your skin. Their eyes are wide and startled and they trash in your hands as though with an excess of passion.
Holly BlackAllow me to explain how my whole life has prepared me for this moment. I am used to girls screaming, and your screams โ will be sweeter than anotherโs cries of love.
Holly BlackThereโs something about herโCassel, I have met many evil men and women in my life. I have made deals with them, drank with them. I have done things that I myself have difficulty reconcilingโterrible things. But I have never known anyone like your mother. She is a person without limitsโor if she has any, she hasnโt found them yet. She never needs to reconcile anything.
Holly Black