Ninth House Quotes

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Leigh Bardugo
“That was what magic did. It revealed the heart of who you'd been before life took away your belief in the possible. It gave back the world all lonely children longed for.”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“And maybe he wanted her to be the kind of girl who dressed as Queen Mab, who loved words and had stars in her blood.”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“We all have spaces we keep blank.”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“Didn’t someone say love is a shared delusion?”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“Have power on this dark land to lighten it, and power on this dead world to make it live.”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“Alex slept in Darlington's bed and dreamed that he was curled behind her on the narrow mattress.
He pulled her close, his fingers digging into her abdomen, and she could feel claws at their tips. He whispered in her ear, "I will serve you 'til the end of days."
"And love me," she said with a laugh, bold in the dream, unafraid.
But all he said was, "It is not the same.”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“Quien no sabe de mar no sabe de mal!”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“She'd glimpsed true power and she knew it was her one chance to take it.”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“It was one thing to
be a murderer, quite another to work for one.”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“In the mirror, he saw himself, a knight with bowed head, offering his service, a sword in his hand, a sword in his back. He felt no pain, only the ache in his heart. Choose me. There were tears on his cheeks, even as he felt the shame of it. She was no one, a girl who had lucked into a gift, who had done nothing to earn it. She was his queen.
"Darlington," she said. But that was not his true name any more than Alex was hers.
If only she would choose him. If only she would let him...
She touched her fingers to his face, lifted his chin. Her lips brushed his ear. He didn't understand it. He only wanted her to do it again. Stars poured through him, a cold and billowing wave of night. He saw everything. He saw their bodies entwined. She was above him and beneath him all at once, her body splayed and white as a lotus flower.”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“Would it help to break something else?'
She was breathing hard.
'Maybe.'
Darlington rose and opened a cupboard, then another, and another, revealing shelf after shelf of Lenox, Waterford, Limoges-glassware, plates, pitchers, platters, butter dishes, gravy boats, thousands of dollar's worth of crystal and china. He took down a glass, filled it with wine, and handed it to Alex.
'Where would you like to start?”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“She remembered the jackals, spirit hounds, bound to serve the delegates of Lethe.
We are the shepherds.
Alex's hand lay against the floorboards. She could feel the cool, polished wood beneath her palm. Please, she begged the house silently. I am a daughter of Lethe, and the wolf is at the door.”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“You killed them," he said. "All of them. Leonard Beacon. Mitchell Betts. Helen Watson. Hellie."
The silence stretched. But all she said was, "Not Hellie.”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“Peasant was a word poor people didn’t use. Just like classy was a word that classy people didn’t use.”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“There was more here but he wasn't going to push. "We all have spaces we keep blank.”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“Did she seem depressed? She was distant. She didn't make many friends. She was struggling in her classes. All true. But would it have mattered if she'd been someone else? If she'd been a social butter- fly, they would have said she liked to drink away her pain. If she'd been a straight-A student, they would have said she'd been eaten alive by her perfectionism. There were always excuses for why girls died.”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

Leigh Bardugo
“After a long moment, he said, “Would it help to break something else?”

She was breathing hard. “Maybe.”

Darlington rose and opened a cupboard, then another, and another, revealing shelf after shelf of Lenox, Waterford, Limoges—glassware, plates, pitchers, platters, butter dishes, gravy boats, thousands of dollars’ worth of crystal and china. He took down a glass, filled it with wine, and handed it to Alex.

“Where would you like to start?”
Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

“— Dios, qué chungo.
— No sé — había contestado Darlington, pensativo —. Ahogarse bajo una montaña de libros parece un fin bastante apropiado para un ayudante de investigación.”
Leigh Bardugo (Author)

“— Joder, Alex, ¿por qué sonríes?
— Han intentado matarme, Hellie — dijo con un hilo de voz mientras se sumía en la oscuridad. "Y pienso devolverles el favor".”
Leigh Bardugo (Author), Alex Stern Series 2-Book Set: Ninth House & Hell Bent

“La paz era como cualquier otra droga. No podía durar. Era una ilusión algo que podía interrumpirse en cualquier momento y perderse para siempre. Solamente dos cosas te mantenían a salvo: el dinero y el poder.”
Leigh Bardugo (Author)