Lila Bard Quotes

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Victoria Schwab
“I apologize for anything I might have done. I was not myself.”
“I apologize for shooting you in the leg.” said Lila. “I was myself entirely.”
V.E. Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

Victoria Schwab
“Looking for trouble, he'd say. You're gonna look til you find it.
Trouble is the looker, she'd answer. It keeps looking till it finds you. Might as well find it first.
Why do you want to die?
I don't, she'd say. I just want to live.”
Victoria Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

Victoria Schwab
“Walking away had been easy.
Not looking back was harder.”
V.E. Schwab, A Gathering of Shadows

Victoria Schwab
“What are you?” she asked.
“A monster,” said Kell hoarsely. “You’d better let me go.”
The girl gave a small, mocking laugh. “Monsters don’t faint in the presence of ladies.”
“Ladies don’t dress like men and pick pockets,” retorted Kell.
Her smile only sharpened. “What are you really?”
“Tied to your bed,” said Kell matter-of-factly.”
“And?”
His brow furrowed. “And in trouble.”
V.E. Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

Victoria Schwab
“We can't all turn blood and whispers into weapons.”
V.E. Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

Victoria Schwab
“She used to think that if she stole enough, the want would fade, the hunger would go away, but maybe it wasn’t that simple. Maybe it wasn’t a matter of what she didn’t have, of what she wasn’t, but what she was.”
V.E. Schwab, A Gathering of Shadows

Victoria Schwab
“Delilah Bard—always a thief, recently a magician, and one day, hopefully, a pirate—was running as fast as she could.”
V.E. Schwab, A Conjuring of Light

Victoria Schwab
“We're all here for a reason, Bard. Some reasons are just bigger than others. So I guess I'm not scared of who you are, or even what you are. I'm scared of why you are.”
V.E. Schwab, A Gathering of Shadows

Victoria Schwab
“There are many shadows in the night.”
V.E. Schwab, A Gathering of Shadows

Victoria Schwab
“Lila. A soft name but she used it like a knife, slashing out the first syllable, the second barely a whisper of metal through air.”
V.E. Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

“Are you ready ?" she asked, spinning the chamber.
Kell gazed through the gate at the waiting castle. "No."
At that, she offered him the sharpest edge of a grin.
"Good," she said. "The ones who think they're ready always end up dead.”
Lila Bard, Kell, V.E. Schwab

Victoria Schwab
“It´s a race, then. May the best Antari win.”
Victoria Schwab, Conjuro De Luz

Victoria Schwab
“Lila was nineteen. Nineteen, and every one of the years felt carved into her.”
V.E. Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

Victoria Schwab
“Because it wasn't enough to be happy, not for Lila. She wanted more. Wanted an adventure . . . Maybe it wasn't a matter of what she didn't have, of what she wasn't, but what she was.”
V.E. Schwab, A Gathering of Shadows

Victoria Schwab
“Lila had an idea. It was a very stupid idea. But a stupid idea was better than no idea, at least in theory. So she dragged the words into shape and delivered them with her sharpest smile. “Nas,” she said, slowly. “An to eran gast.”
No. I am your best thief.
She held the captain’s gaze when she said it, her chin high and proud. The others grumbled and growled, but to her they didn’t matter, didn’t exist. The world narrowed to Lila and the captain of the ship.
His smile was almost imperceptible. The barest quirk of his lips.”
V.E. Schwab, A Gathering of Shadows

Victoria Schwab
“He almost smiled. A ghost. A trick of the light. “So you
couldn’t run away again before I said hello.”
“Hello,” said Lila.
“Hello,” said Kell. “Where have you been?”
Lila smirked. “Why, did you miss me?”
Kell opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again before
finally managing to answer, “Yes.”
The word was low, and the sincerity caught her off guard. A
blow beneath her ribs. “What,” she fumbled, “the life of a
royal no longer to your tastes?” But the truth was, she’d
missed him, too. Missed his stubbornness and his moods and
his constant frown. Missed his eyes, one crisp blue, the other
glossy black.
“You look …” he started, then trailed off.
“Ridiculous?”
“Incredible.”
V.E. Schwab, A Gathering of Shadows

Victoria Schwab
“She was determined to master it, not just because fire was useful or dangerous, but because it was warm, and no matter what happened, Lila Bard never wanted to be cold again.”
V.E. Schwab, A Gathering of Shadows

“I know where you sleep, Bard."
She smirked.
"Then you know I sleep with knives.”
Lila Bard, V.E. Schwab

Victoria Schwab
“You do me too much honor,” she said, smile widening. “And if you were coming to see about that debt,” she went on, eyes bright, “you should know that it has recently been paid.”
Kell’s chest tightened. “What? When?”
“Indeed,” continued Calla. “Only a few minutes ago.”
Kell didn’t even say good-bye.
He lunged out of the tent and into the churning market, scanning the currents of people streaming past.”
V.E. Schwab, A Gathering of Shadows

Victoria Schwab
“One adventure at a time”
V E Schwab

Victoria Schwab
“She used to hate people like him, people who gave up something good, shucked warm meals and solid roofs as if they didn’t matter.
But then Barron died and Lila realized that in a way she’d done the same thing. Run away from what could have been a good life. Or at least a happy one. Because it wasn’t enough to be happy, not for Lila. She wanted more. Wanted an adventure. She used to think that if she stole enough, the want would fade, the hunger would go away, but maybe it wasn’t that simple. Maybe it wasn’t a matter of what she didn’t have, of what she wasn’t, but what she was. Maybe she wasn’t the kind of person who stole to stay alive. Maybe she just did it for the thrill. And that scared her, because it meant she didn’t need to do it, couldn’t justify it, could have stayed at the Stone’s Throw, could have saved Barron’s life.... It was a slippery slope, that kind of thinking, one that ended in a cliff, so Lila backed away.”
V.E. Schwab, A Gathering of Shadows

Victoria Schwab
“Their bodies crashed together, the last of the distance disappearing as hips met hips and ribs met ribs and hands searched for skin. Her body sang like a tuning fork against his, like finding like.”
V.E. Schwab, A Conjuring of Light