{"author":"Sabaa Tahir","author_id":"Sabaa+Tahir","total_quotes":34,"quotes":[{"text":"Rage colors her every movement. Rage that has nothing to do with her so-called bodyguards and everything to do with me and her and the confusion rolling around inside the both of us. This should be interesting.","author":"Sabaa Tahir","tags":["anger","elias-veturius","friendship","helene-aquilla","rage"],"id":7542,"author_id":"Sabaa+Tahir"},{"text":"We match each other stroke for stroke until I get a hit on her right arm. She tries to switch sword arms, but I jab my scim at her wrist faster than she can parry. Her scim goes flying, and I tackle her. Her white-blonde hair tumbles free of her bun.“Surrender!” I pin her down at the wrists, but she trashes and rips one arm free, scrabbling for a dagger at her waist. Steel stabs at my ribs, and seconds later, I am on my back with a blade at my throat.“Ha!” She leans down, her hair falling around us like a shimmering silver curtain.","author":"Sabaa Tahir","tags":["badass-girl","badassery","bet","blade","dagger","elias-veturius","fight","helene-aquilla"],"id":9211,"author_id":"Sabaa+Tahir"},{"text":"Mercy is weakness. Offer it to your enemies and you might as well fall upon your own sword.","author":"Sabaa Tahir","tags":["enemies","mercy","war"],"id":9529,"author_id":"Sabaa+Tahir"},{"text":"Failure doesn't define you. It's what you do after the failure that determines whether you are a leader or a waste of perfectly good air.","author":"Sabaa Tahir","tags":["determination","inspirational","motivational","moving","success"],"id":27346,"author_id":"Sabaa+Tahir"},{"text":"Perhaps grief is like battle: After experiencing enough of it, your body’s instincts take over. When you see it closing in like a Martial death squad, you harden your insides. You prepare for the agony of a shredded heart. And when it hits, it hurts, but not as badly, because you have locked away your weakness, and all that’s left is anger and strength.","author":"Sabaa Tahir","tags":["anger","grief","strength"],"id":72669,"author_id":"Sabaa+Tahir"},{"text":"Failure doesn't define you. It's what you do after you fail that determines whether you are a leader or a waste of perfectly good air.","author":"Sabaa Tahir","tags":["define","failure","leader","waste"],"id":102064,"author_id":"Sabaa+Tahir"},{"text":"Are the Trials starting?” The girl claps her hands over her mouth. “I'm sorry,” she whispers. “I—”“It's all right.” I don't smile at her. It will only scare her. For a female slave, a smile from a Mask is not usually a good thing. “I'm actually wondering the same thing. What's your name?”“S-slave-Girl.” Of course. My mother would already have scourged her name out of existence.“Right. You work for the Commandant?” I want her to say no. I want her to say that my mother roped her into this. I want her to say she's assigned to the kitchens or infirmary, where slaves aren't scarred or missing body p.","author":"Sabaa Tahir","tags":["defiance","elias-veturius","equal","fight","freedom","laia","musings"],"id":106419,"author_id":"Sabaa+Tahir"},{"text":"Fear can be good, Laia. It can keep you alive. But don't let it control you. Don't let it sow doubts within you. When the fear takes over, use the only thing more powerful, more indestructible, to fight it: your spirit. Your heart.","author":"Sabaa Tahir","tags":["inspirational","motivational"],"id":117548,"author_id":"Sabaa+Tahir"},{"text":"Exhaustion is temporary. Pain is temporary. But Helene dying because I didn't find a way to get her back on time—that's permanent.","author":"Sabaa Tahir","tags":["elias-veturius","exhaustion","helene-aquilla","pain"],"id":118146,"author_id":"Sabaa+Tahir"},{"text":"When did you star here?” I ask her.“Three days ago. Sir. Aspirant. Um—” She wrings her hands.“Veturius is fine.”She walks carefully, gingerly—the Commandant must have whipped her recently. And yet she doesn't hunch or shuffle like the others slaves. The straight-backed grace with which she moves tells her story better than words. She'd been a freewoman before this—I'd bet my scims on it. And she has no idea how pretty she is—or what kind of problems her beauty will cause for her at a place like Blackcliff. The wind pulls at her hair again, and I catch her scent—like fruit and sugar. “Can I give you some advi.","author":"Sabaa Tahir","tags":["advice","beauty","blending-in","elias-veturius","freewoman","laia","male-attention","target"],"id":129932,"author_id":"Sabaa+Tahir"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":34,"pages":4,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}