Frostbite Quotes

“There's nothing worse than waiting and not knowing what'll happen to you. Your own imagination can be crueler than any captor.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“what's your name?"
what?" i asked, squinting at the light.
your name." I reconized Dr. Olendzki peering over me.
you know my name."
I want you to tell me."
Rose. Rose Hathaway."
Do you know your birthday?"
Of course I do. Why are you asking me such stupid things? Did you lose my records?"
Dr. Olendzki gave an exasperated sigh and walked off, taking the annoying light with her. "I think she's fine,”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“By the way, my name's Rose Hathaway. I'm seventeen years old, training to protect and kill vampires, in love with a completely unsuitable guy, and have a best friend whose weird magic could drive her crazy.
Hey, no one said high school was easy.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Belikov is a sick, evil man who should be thrown into a pit of rabid vipers for the great offense he commited against you this morning."
"Thank you." I said primly. Then, I considered. "Can vipers be rabid?"
"I don't see why not. Everything can be. I think. Canadian geese might be worse than vipers, though."
"Canadian geese are deadlier than vipers?"
"You ever try to feed those little bastards? They're vicious. You get thrown to vipers, you die quickly. But the geese? That'll go on for days. More suffering."
"Wow. I don't know whether I should be impressed or frightened that you've thought about all of this.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“That's pretty hot," he said.
"Punching me in the eye?"
"Well, no. Of course not. I meant the idea of getting rough with you is hot. I'm a big fan of full-contact sports."
"I'm sure you are.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“I've heard a lot about you, Rose. Don't worry. It was all good."
"No, it wasn't.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“It’s okay. Everything’s going to be okay. You can let go of the sword."
"I can’t. I can’t leave him alone. I have to protect him."
"You have.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Sweat isn't a bad thing," he said, leaning his head against the wall thoughtfully. "Some of the best things in life happen while your sweating. Yeah, if you get too much of it and it gets old and stale, it turns pretty gross. But on a beautiful women? Intoxicating. If you could smell things like a vampire does, you'd know what I'm talking about. Most people mess it all up and drown themselves in perfume. Perfume can be good...especially if you get one that goes with your chemistry. But you only need a hint. Mix about 20 percent of that with 80 percent of your own perspiration...mmm." He tilted his head to the side and looked at me. "Dead sexy.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“I think you smoke them so you have something to do while thinking up your next witty line."
He choked on the smoke, caught between inhaling and laughing. "Rose Hathaway, I can't wait to see you again. If you're this charming while tired and annoyed and this gorgeous while bruised and in ski clothes, you must be devastating at your peak."
"If by 'devastating' you mean that you should fear for your life, then yeah. You're right." I jerked open the door. "Good night, Adrian."
"I'll see you soon."
"Not likely. I told you, I'm not into older guys."
I walked into the lodge. As the door closed, I just barely heard him call behind me, "Sure, you aren't.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“So...Mason, Eddie, and Mia went to Spokane to hunt Strigoi?"
"Yes."
"Holy shit. Why didn't you go with them? Seems like something you'd do."
I resisted the urge to smack him. "Because I'm not insane! But I'm going to go get them before they do something even stupider.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Fuck off.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Rose? Is that you?" I peered behind him. Lissa. "What are you doing here?"
"What are you doing here?" She asked
"Ladies, ladies" he said teasingly. "No need to fight over me."
I glared. "We're not.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Good God. Men everywhere.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“She turned back to the cards and tapped the Ace of Cups. "You're on the verge of a new beginning, a rebirth of great power and emotion. Your life will change, but it will be change that takes you in the direction that, while difficult, will ultimatley illuminate the world."
"Whoa," I said.
Rhonda then pointed to the Empress. "Power and leadership lie ahead of you, which you will handle with grace and intelligence. The seeds are already in place, though there's an edge of uncertainty-an enigmatic set of influences that hang around you like a mist." Her attention was on the Moon as she said those words. "But my overall impression is that those unknown factors won't deter you from your destiny."
Lissa's eyes were wide. "You can teel that just from the cards?"
...
After several moments of heavy silence, she said, "You will destroy that which is undead."
i waited about thirty seconds for her to continue, but she didn't. "Wait, that's it?"
...
Her eyes flickered over the cards, looked at Dimitri, then looked back at the cards. Her expression was blank. "You will lose what you value most, so treasure it while you can." She pointed to the Wheel of Fortune card. "The wheel is turning, always turning.”
― Richelle Mead, Shadow Kiss

“Too bad. Family members hit you by accident. Psychopathic whores tend to come back for more.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Wow. What'd he do to deserve that? Rescue orphans from a burning building? If so, you might want to make sure he didn't set the building on fire in the first place.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“The three cards were the Moon, the Empress, and the Ace of Cups. Ambrose leaned over my shoulder to peer at the cards. "Ooh,' he said. "Very interesting."
Rhonda glanced up at him. "Hush. You don't know what you're talking about.”
― Richelle Mead, Shadow Kiss

“This isn't a Christmas special! This is my life. In the real world, miracles and goodness just don't happen.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“The other problem in my life is Dimitri. He's the one who killed Natalie, and he's a total badass. He's also pretty good-looking. Okay-more than good-looking. He's hot-like, the kind of hot that makes you stop walking on the street and get hit by traffic. But, like I said, he's my instructor. And he's twenty-four. Both of those are reasons why I shouldn't have fallen for him. But, honestly, the most important reason is that he and I will be Lissa's guardian when she graduates. If he and I are checking each other out, then that means we aren't looking out for her.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Adrian rolled his eyes. "I'm kind of surprised to find you lecturing about underage girls.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Well. Like I said, I dont want to fight anymore. I dont want us to hate each other. And ... well ... I squeezed my eyes shut and then opened them. No matter how I fee about us ... I want you to be happy”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“He'd barely seen me coming, and despite the horribleness of what I'd just done, I kind of wished one of my instructors had been there to grade me on such an awesome performance.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Well, she was talking to me. That's enough to make anyone lose their temper. And I accused her of sleeping with my dad because he was the soundest evolutionary choice.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“My mom beat me up," I informed my reflection. It looked back sympathetically.”
― Richelle Mead

“Where are you going?" he asked.

"To break someone's heart," I replied.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“How do you not know where the heart is? Especially considering how many of them you've broken?”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Where's the heart?" - Dimitri Belikov”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Clearly my stunning beauty has clouded your mind." - Rose Hathaway”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“You're the social one." - Lissa Dragomir”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“The Hibernal Realm by Stewart Stafford

The compass knows not which way to go,
And Life's submerged in winter's snow,
The path before us fit for sleds,
Dusted with a blizzard's web.

Clear a path and the light the way,
And get us through to break of day,
Step through the ice-encrusted door,
That shows the way to the dawn thaw.

Stay too long in the hibernal realm,
And the chill begins to overwhelm,
Sit, rest, and take respite,
And become at one with fading light.

See The Winter King and then bow down,
With frostbite smile and holly crown,
Icicle sceptre makes the heartbeat slow,
Lonely as the North wind blows.

© Stewart Stafford, 2021. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford