The Carver Quotes

“The Carver stroked the shard of bone in his palm, attention fixed upon a stone-faced Cassian. 'What if I tell you what the rock and darkness and sea and beyond whispered to me, Lord of Bloodshed? How they shuddered in fear, on that island across the sea. How they trembled when she emerged. She took something- something precious. She ripped it out with her teeth.'

Cassian's golden-brown face had drained of colour, his wings tucking in tight.

'What did you wake that day in Hybern, Prince of Bastards?'

My blood went cold.

'What come out was not what went in.' A rasping laugh as the Carver laid the shard of bone on the ground beside him. 'How lovely she is- new as a fawn and yet ancient as the sea. How she calls to you. A queen, as my sister once was. Terrible and proud, beautiful as a winter sunrise.'

Rhys had warned me of the inmates' capacity to lie, to sell anything, to get free.

'Nesta,' the Bone Carver murmured. 'Nes-ta.'

I squeezed Cassian's hand. Enough. It was enough of this teasing and taunting. But he didn't look at me.

'How the wind moans her name. Can you hear it, too? Nesta. Nesta. Nesta.'

I wasn't sure Cassian was breathing.

'What did she do, drowning in the ageless dark? What did she take?”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“I am forgotten, that's what I am. And that's how I prefer to be.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin