{"author":"Cinda Williams Chima","author_id":"Cinda+Williams+Chima","total_quotes":46,"quotes":[{"text":"Imagine what it's like to be (untouchable)Better not take a chance on me (untouchable)I'm the bad boy your mama told you aboutI'm dangerous, without a doubtEven coming off a ten-year droughtUntouchableI'm the rose with hidden thorns (untouchable)Don't tell me that you haven't been warned (untouchable)I'm pretty poison under the skin, The bite of the apple that's a mortal sinIn a game of love you'll never winUntouchableMy reputation's fairly earned (untouchable)If you play with fire, you will get burned (untouchable)Stay out of the kitchen if you can't take the heat, My kisses are deadly as they are sweet, I'm a runaway bus on a dead-end streetUntouchableFools rush in, that's what they say(untouchable)But angels fall, too, most every day (untouchable)I'm the snake in the garden, the siren on the reefI have the face of a saint and the heart of a thiefI'll promise you love! And bring you nothing but griefUntouchable Hearing Jonah sing like this was like watching him slice himself open and show off his insides. Why would he do that? Why would be write such a song?  And then Emma answered her own question. Because good music always tells the truth, no matter how much it hurts.  Emma couldn't be the only one who felt the bite of the blade, but everyone else seemed to take it in stride. Did they know? Did they all know about Jonah?  Of course they did. They were there when it happened. They'd allow Jonah to keep the secrets that were most important to him. She knew she shouldn't resent that, but she still did. They must have known she was falling for him. They must have.","author":"Cinda Williams Chima","tags":["falling-in-love","fire","good-music","love","pain","roses-with-thorns","untouchable"],"id":4024,"author_id":"Cinda+Williams+Chima"},{"text":"Tears stung her eyes. She sank her knees next to the sleeping bench and gently raked strands of golden hair from him forehead.'Don't you die. Don't you dare. I forbid it.' As if Han Alister had ever listened to anything she said.","author":"Cinda Williams Chima","tags":["han","loss","love","raisa"],"id":4337,"author_id":"Cinda+Williams+Chima"},{"text":"Please, Kenzie, Jonah thought. Please, please, please back off from this. His life wasn't much, but it was all he had, this small safe space, walled in by secrets.","author":"Cinda Williams Chima","tags":["lies","walls"],"id":15252,"author_id":"Cinda+Williams+Chima"},{"text":"Leesha knew from experience that when parents don't parent, kids grow up fast.","author":"Cinda Williams Chima","tags":["parents"],"id":24026,"author_id":"Cinda+Williams+Chima"},{"text":"Maybe the hardest lesson Han had learned was that nobody is purely bad or good. Everybody seemed to be a mixure of both.","author":"Cinda Williams Chima","tags":["lessons"],"id":28208,"author_id":"Cinda+Williams+Chima"},{"text":"So here's the truth - I love you. I love everything about you – the way you stick up for people even when it costs you. The way you keep trying to do the right thing even when you're not exactly sure what the right thing is. I love how you put words together. You're as skilled with words as any knife fighter with a blade. You can put an enemy down on his back, or you can raise people up so they find what's best in themselves. You've changed my life. You've given me the words I need to become whatever I want.. You don't talk down to them. You respect them, and anybody can tell you're actually interested in what they have to say.I love the way you ride a horse – how you stick there like an upland thistle, whooping like a Demonai. I love the way you throw back your head and stomp your feet when you dance. I love how you go after what you want – whether it's kisses or a queendom.I love your skin, like copper dusted over with gold. And your eyes – they're the color of a forest lake shaded by evergreens. One of the secret places that only the Demonai know about.I love the scent of you – when you've been out in the fresh air, and that perfume you put behind your ears sometimes.Believe it or not, I even love your road smell – of sweat and horses and leather and wool.I want to breathe you in for the rest of my life.","author":"Cinda Williams Chima","tags":["han-alister","love","raisa"],"id":35813,"author_id":"Cinda+Williams+Chima"},{"text":"Even when we win, we lose, Lyss thought.","author":"Cinda Williams Chima","tags":["lyss","shadowcaster","war"],"id":55692,"author_id":"Cinda+Williams+Chima"},{"text":"Han spotted a child‟s homespun dolly in the ditch, pressed into the mud. He reined in, meaning to climb down and fetch it so he could clean it up for his little sister. Then he remembered that Mari was dead and had no need of dollies anymore.Grief was like that. It gradually faded into a dull ache, until some simple sight or sound or scent hit him like a hammer blow.","author":"Cinda Williams Chima","tags":["grief"],"id":68841,"author_id":"Cinda+Williams+Chima"},{"text":"His name was Theo.","author":"Cinda Williams Chima","tags":["death","han","loss","magret","name","ragger","theo","velvet"],"id":94939,"author_id":"Cinda+Williams+Chima"},{"text":"Just remember who you are... The world will try to change you into someone else. Don't let them. That's the best advice anyone can give you.","author":"Cinda Williams Chima","tags":["fantasy-fiction"],"id":108490,"author_id":"Cinda+Williams+Chima"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":46,"pages":5,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}