Jesteśmy społecznością, która kocha książki

Wei WuXian założył ręce za plecami i podszedł do niego.
- Młody człowieku, w życiu są dwa wstydliwe słowa które bez względu na wszystko muszą zostać powiedziane.
- Jakie? - zapytał Jin Ling.
- "Dziękuję" oraz "przepraszam".
- A co ktokolwiek może mi zrobić, jeśli ich nie powiem? - zaśmiał się chłopak.
- Pewnego dnia wypowiesz te słowa we łzach.

I might not be able to decide whether the road is easy or not, but whether I walk it is entirely up to me.

If I like you, you can be a beggar and I’ll still like you. If I dislike you, you can be the emperor and I’ll still dislike you. Shouldn’t it be like that? It’s simple logic. So, whether you’re human or not is irrelevant.

Although it wasn't the first time they'd done this, they had always used grand, dignified reasons to justify their actions - things like "lending spiritual powers," "transfering air," or "it was simply an ancident." But now that certain things had been made clear, those excuese were exposed as falsehoods, and their actions were abruptly far more significant.

Wei WuXian put his hands behind his back and walked over, "Young man, there are two cringe worthy phrases in one's life that must be said no matter what."
Jin Ling asked, "Which two?"
Wei WuXian replied, "'Thank you' and 'I'm sorry'."
Jin Ling taunted, "What can anybody do to me if I don't say them?"
Wei WuXian, "Someday, you'll say those words in tears.".

You have to remember good things people have done for you, instead of remembering the bad. A person's heart shouldn't be burdened with so many memories. That's how you live freely.

To me, the one basking in infinte glory is you; the one fallen from grace is also you. What matters is 'you', not the state of you.

Hua Cheng was leaning his chair back, his boots crossed and stacked on the table, but the moment he heard Xie Lian push the door to enter he puts his legs down and casually smacked the back of Qi Rong's head, knocking him out. His rose to his feet.
"Gege".

He laughingly straightened up, sounding more and more affable, like an elder who was tolerant of spoiled child. "What's so good about the sky?"
"It's prettier than you," Xie Lian snapped back.

BOOK 4, Ch. 195.

Thus, Xie Lian patted Hua Cheng down, sarting from his chest, to his arms, and all the way to his legs to make sure there weren't any wounds. Yet, other than discovering Hua Cheng had a fine body, there were no other finds, Xie Lian was at his wit's end and started to worry.

The state preceptors were so distraught, they were losing hair as fast as the rain fell. After much contemplation, they called the crown prince over to speak to him. (...)
This was what he said: "There is nothing wrong with saving people. Why would the heavens condemn me for doing the right thing?"
Uh... but what if heavens do condemn you?
"Then it is the heavens who are wrong. Why would I apologize to those who are wrong?"
The state preceptors could not argue. (...) He had never encountered anything he could not do, nor had he ever met anyone who did not love him. He was the justice of the Mortal Realm, the center of the world.

- Now I finally know why I can be so shamelsess. We're a mtach made in heaven. All the shame I should feel is stored with you, and you're keeping it for me. ~ Wei Wuxian.