Samantha McCarthy
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And tell him thank you—for walking that dark path with me back to the light.


“My name is Celaena Sardothien. But it makes no difference if my name's Celaena or Lillian or Bitch, because I'd still beat you, no matter what you call me.”
― Throne of Glass
― Throne of Glass

“We all bear scars,... Mine just happen to be more visible than most.”
― Throne of Glass
― Throne of Glass

“...are you as deft at handling your sword as Captain Westfall?"
"Better," he whispered in her ear.”
― Throne of Glass
"Better," he whispered in her ear.”
― Throne of Glass

“She stared at the castle unflinchingly, her form silhouetted against the blazing brightness that sat on the edge of the Avery River. Clouds gathered above them and she raised her head. Through a clearing in the swirling mass, a cluster of stars could be seen. He couldn't help thinking that they gazed down at her...
The image haunted his dreams throughout the night: a lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back”
― Throne of Glass
The image haunted his dreams throughout the night: a lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back”
― Throne of Glass

“Do you know how far the wall is from the mines?”
He gave her blank look. She closed her eyes and sighed dramatically.
“From my shaft, it was three hundred sixty-three feet. I had someone measure.”
“So?” Dorian repeated.
“Captain Westfall, how far do slaves make it from the mines when they try to escape?”
“Three feet,” he muttered. “Endovier sentries usually shoot a man down before he's moved three feet.”
The Crown Prince's silence was not her desired effect. “You knew it was suicide,” he said at last, the amusement gone.
Perhaps it had been a bad idea to bring up the wall.
“Yes.”
...
“I never intended to escape.”
― Throne of Glass
He gave her blank look. She closed her eyes and sighed dramatically.
“From my shaft, it was three hundred sixty-three feet. I had someone measure.”
“So?” Dorian repeated.
“Captain Westfall, how far do slaves make it from the mines when they try to escape?”
“Three feet,” he muttered. “Endovier sentries usually shoot a man down before he's moved three feet.”
The Crown Prince's silence was not her desired effect. “You knew it was suicide,” he said at last, the amusement gone.
Perhaps it had been a bad idea to bring up the wall.
“Yes.”
...
“I never intended to escape.”
― Throne of Glass

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