Best Quotes from A Court of Frost and Starlight by Sarah J Maas

This post shares some of the best quotes from the book A Court of Frost and Starlight by Sarah J Maas.

These quotes are only from the fourth book in the series. Check out the related posts section for the other installments!

If you’re like me, you’ve finished the series and still can’t stop thinking about it. Wishing you could live between the pages, constantly looking up fan art and quotes to relive the experience.

Whether this is your first time reading the Beauty and the Beast retelling or you’re just looking for some great quotes before you move on to the next book, we got you covered!

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Below, you will find my favorite ACOFAS quotes from the fourth book in the ACOTAR series. The rest of the series can be found below in the Related Posts section.

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Best Quotes From ACOFAS

“Stars flickered around us, sweet darkness sweeping in. As if we were the only souls in a galaxy.”

“To the stars who listen, Feyre.
To the dreams that are answered, Rhys.”

“I think my heart knew you were mine long before I ever realized it.”

“Cassian had named about two dozen poses for Nesta at this point. Ranging from I Will Eat Your Eyes for Breakfast to I Don’t Want Cassian to Know I’m Reading Smut. The latter was his particular favorite.”

“The weaver went on, “I have to create, or it was all for nothing. I have to create, or I will crumple up with despair and never leave my bed. I have to create because I have no other way of voicing this.” Her hand rested on her heart, and my eyes burned. “It is hard,” the weaver said, her stare never leaving mine, “and it hurts, but if I were to stop, if I were to let this loom or the spindle go silent …” She broke my gaze at last to look to her tapestry. “Then there would be no Hope shining in the Void.”

“And in the end, though, we’d saved each other. All of us had.”

“I love you,” he breathed. “More than life, more than my territory, more than my crown.”

“My mate—who had worked so hard and so selflessly, all without hope that I would ever be with him. We had both fought for that love, bled for it. Rhys had died for it.”

“I will never stop being grateful to have you in my life, either, Feyre darling. And no matter what lies ahead”–a small, joyous smile at that–“we will face it together. Enjoy every moment of it together.”

“It’s cold as hell!” Mor called from the front hall, startling me from the warmth pooling in my core. “And who the hell let Cassian and Feyre decorate?”

“You were born on the longest night of the year.” His fingers again stroked down my back. Lower. “You were meant to be at my side from the very beginning”

“She had always been drawn to the untamed, wild things of the world.”

“Deep inside me, rising with every swirling flake, a sparkling, crisp power stirred. I was High Lady of the Night Court.”

“She hadn’t felt anything in months. Had days when she didn’t really know where she was or what she’d done. They passed swiftly and yet dripped by. So did the months. She’d blinked, and winter had fallen. Blinked, and her body had turned too thin. As hollow as she felt.”

“What sort of things do you paint?” My question was soft as the snow falling past us. Ressina smiled slightly. “The things that need telling.”

“He wanted to bury her in Velaris. Somewhere full of light and warmth, full of kind people. Far away from these mountains.”

“Three Illyrian warriors,” I said. “The greatest Illyrian warriors. Are having a snowball fight.”

“Pick on someone your own size,” Cassian said to Amren, shoveling roast chicken into his mouth. “I’d feel bad for the mice,” Azriel muttered.”

“She smiled broadly. Bright as the full moon, lovelier than any star.”

“You drove me out of my mind. All those months. I still don’t quite believe I get to have this. Have you.”

“You never told me where you got it—where you got all my favorite dresses.” Rhys arched a dark brow. “You never figured it out?” I shook my head. For a moment, he said nothing, his head dipping to study the dress. “My mother made them.”

“Never enough. Not to paint him, know him. Eons would never be enough for all I wanted to do, see with him. For all I wanted to love him.”

“To the blessed darkness from which we are born, and to which we return.”