Holly Black, The Darkest Part of the Forest

"Three of them, dressed in silvery gray, on three horses—one black, one white, and the third red."

"He gave her a smile that wasn’t really a smile at all. “Eh, it wouldn’t be so bad. I wouldn’t have to study for the SATs or get a summer job or figure out my major. I can drink Elderflower wine all day, dance all through the night, and sleep on a bower of roses.”Hazel made a face. “I’m pretty sure there are some colleges where you can do that. I bet there are some colleges where you can major in that."

"Who cares about a test? There will be a million more quizzed in your life."

"Her tragedy, if she had one, was to be as normal and average as any child ever born."

"Ben was taking her through the storm of grief. He was singing her through the rage and despair. He was singing her through the terrible loneliness, because there was no way to shut off grief, no way to cast it aside or fight against it. The only way to end grief was to go through it. As she realized that, his song began to change. It grew softer, sweeter, like the morning after a long cry, when your head still hurt but your heart was no longer broken."

"The only way to end grief was to go through it."

"You and your sister are very dear to each other. To show your regard, you give each other lovely bouquets of lies."

"I need to stop fantasizing about running away to some other life and start figuring out the one I have."