Quote of the Day

“Smile again,” he whispered.

I hadn’t smiled for him. Ever. Or laughed. Under the Mountain, I had never grinned, never chuckled. And afterward ...

And this male before me ... my friend ...

For all that he had done, I had never given him either. Even when I had just ... I had just painted something. On him. For him.

I’d — painted again.

So I smiled at him, broad and without restraint.

“You’re exquisite,” he breathed.

~ Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury