You know those scenes, the ones where no matter how many times you watch it, it never fails to give you goosebumps, making the hairs stand up on your arms… these kinds of scenes…

I’ve been lucky enough to read a few books over the years that have elicited this same response from me, and today I’m going to share a few of those quotes. Do you have any specific books or quotes have made you get that tingly feeling? Let me know in the comments.

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The Once and Future Witches by Alix E. Harrow

“James Juniper is just a girl, most of the time. The rest of the sisters of Avalon are just maids or mill workers, dancers or fortune tellers, mothers or daughters. Everyday sorts of women with everyday sorts of lives, not worth mentioning in any story worth telling. But tonight, beneath the Rose Moon of June, they are witches. They are crones and maidens, villains and temptresses, and all the stories belong to them.”

A Radical Act of Free Magic by H.G. Parry

“The dragon was above them when Hester stopped climbing and turned to face it. It’s neck pulled back and Fina saw the glow of fire in it’s chest. Hester’s voice was almost snatched away by the wind from its wings. But Fina heard her.
“Here I am!” She called. It was defiance and declaration and joy at once. It didn’t matter that the words were barely audible; it didn’t matter that the dragon had no language to understand them. It was the call with which Camille Desmoulins had set a revolution on fire and with which Toussaint Louverture had summoned a storm; the call of magic wild and free. Her eyes blazed with it. “Come to me.”

The Inheritance of Orquídea Divina by Zoraida Córdova

“There were hundreds of things Marimar wanted to know. Why is this happening? Why can’t we stop it? Why didn’t you try to tell me sooner? Who are you? Why do this? What broke your heart so completely that it’s splinters found their way through generations.”

The Burning God by R.F. Kuang

“You don’t know who you’re dealing with.” She leaned down close until her lips brushed his skin, until her breath scorched the side of his face. “I’m not Sinegardian elite. I’m that savage mud-skinned Speerly bitch that wiped a country off the map. And sometimes when I get a little too angry, I snap.”

The Jasmine Throne by Tasha Suri

“When she is crowned in jasmine, in needle-flower, in smoke and in fire, he will kneel before her and name her,” repeated Rao, in common Zaban. And suddenly Malini was shivering, every inch of her afire with a mad elation that rose up, up in her blood. “He will give the princess of Parijat her fate: He will say…” He swallowed. Raised his eyes, which were fierce and wet. “Name who shall sit upon the throne, princess. Name the flower of empire. Name the head that shall reign beneath a crown of poison. Name the hand that lit the pyre.” The silence was deep; a drumming tense silence, drawn taut as a bowstring. “He will name her thus,” finished Rao. “And she will know.”

The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V.E. Schwab

“Three words, large enough to tip the world. I remember you.”

This Eternity of Masks and Shadows by Karsten Knight

“Maybe I can’t command the oceans, or summon fire, or rend stone.” Cairns voice quavered. “Maybe I can’t weave dreams or teleport or see the threads of fate. But I will bring the full weight of my grief crashing down on you like a tidal wave and you will drown in it.”

The Space Between Worlds by Micaiah Johnson

“If this is how death finds me, at least it will be different. I have died a hundred ways, but never in defence of another. Not until now.”

Empire of Gold by S.A. Chakraborty

“I am who I am because of that human world. It wasn’t the Banu Nahida who’d driven the peris to their knees, it was the con artist of Cairo, and Nahri wouldn’t cast her away.”