"You could rattle the stars.
   You could do anything,
     If Only You Dared"


"Let's Go Rattle The Stars."


"Libraries were full of ideas-perhaps the most dangerous and powerful of all weapons." 


"My name is Celaena Sardothien," she whispered, "and I will not be afraid." 


"Nor had she missed when they zigzagged between levels, even though the building was a standard grid of hallways and stairwells. As if she'd lose her bearings that easily.

She might have been insulted if he wasn't trying so hard." 


"Can I be honest with you?" Chaol leaned closer, and Celaena leaned to meet him as he whispered: "You sound like a raving lunatic." 


"Let's make this a fight worthy of a song." 

"To whatever end," he whispered.
Silver lined her eyes. "To whatever end."
A reminder-and a vow, more sacred than the wedding oaths they'd sworn on that ship.
To walk this path together, back from the darkness of the iron coffin. To face what waited in Terrasen, ancient promises to the gods be damned." 


The image haunted his dreams throughout the night: a lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back.


~The Throne Of Glass Series, ~By Sarah J. Mass