Samantha Shannon Quotes

his thumbs ran over my cheeks. Our foreheads touched. My dreamscape scorched. He set fire to the poppies

Not all of us know what we are. Some of us die without ever knowing. Some of us know, and never get caught. But we're out there. Trust me.

I'm often daydreaming and it's because I've always liked the idea of there being something more than the normal world.

Nothing’s worse than a story without an end.

I was not a rebellious teenager. I was a sit-in-your-room teenager.

I don't know. I just want you with me. I had never said those words aloud. Now that I could taste my freedom I wanted him to share it with me. But he couldn't change his life for me. And I couldn't sacrifice my life to be with him

Knowledge is dangerous. Once you know something, you can't get rid of it. You have to carry it. Always.

I fell even more deeply in love with Tolkiens legendarium after studying Old English literature at uni, as I got a sense of the historical events and cultures that Tolkien used to create his world. My favourite of his imaginary locations is Lothlorien.

I always felt that sci-fi and fantasy were my thing. Bit of a geek, Im afraid. But I like creating worlds, and I felt it was a genre that gave me more freedom. It just seemed like I belonged there.

I was born in 1991, and Harry Potter came out in 97, so, you know, I was really obsessed. I used to read them in one night.

I do not know what I can do for this world but I will not let any harm come to you

I looked at him and he looked at me. A moment. A choice. My choice. His choice.

I would never see him again. But as I watched the tunnel race before my eyes, I was certain of one thing: I did trust him. Now I had only to trust in myself.

There are certain things in life that you never forget. Things that dig deep, things that nest in the hadal zone.

There was no normal. There never had been. "Normal" and "natural" were the biggest lies we'd ever created.

My father thought I would lead a simple life; that I was bright but unambitious, complacant with whatever work life threw at me. My father, as usual, was wrong.

They'd branded me like some kind of animal. Lower than an animal. A number.

Words are everything. Words give wings even to those who have been stamped upon, broken beyond all hope of repair.

I like to imagine there were more of us in the beginning. Not many, I suppose. But more than there are now.