Meg Merriet > Quotes

“Are you a virgin, Clikk?...I’ve noticed you never visit the brothels when we hit the port…'
'I have standards. Women are like locks. If they give too easy, they aren’t worth the trouble. The ones that require precision, effort and clever maneuvering, are those that hold the greatest treasures.'
'True, true,' he said, 'And women are also like light. Go long enough without them and you start to go mad, to the point you contrive disturbing metaphors about women and locks.”
― Meg Merriet, Sky Song Overture

“The more you say goodbye, the stupider you’ll feel when we’re blitzed as bats at the victory party.”
― Meg Merriet, Sky Song Overture

“An aircraft operated by a woman was unheard of in the sky. Women were bad luck, started fires, caused fights.”
― Meg Merriet, Sky Song Overture

“Soaring at this altitude, I saw Elsace as something so much cleaner. Lakes turned to puddles, cities into toys. The squalor of the slums went invisible and everything smelled fresh like rain. It was one of the reasons I loved the Wastrel. I felt so far away from all that misery down below.”
― Meg Merriet, Sky Song Overture

“The music of cri-cri and cigales droned on in a hypnotic rhythm, punctuated by the occasional croon of the nightingale. I thought of lullabies and how as a child they would placate my disappointment that another day had ended. I was used to sleeping in strange places, and would always focus on sound to relax. In the pawnshop, it was the ticking of grandfather clocks or the tuning of antique instruments. In the thieves’ den, it was striking of a match, the bubbling of a water pipe and the gentle murmur floating in off the streets. On the Wastrel, it was the wind or the creaking wood. It was important to me to find lullabies where I could. If death came with a lullaby, perhaps fewer men would fear it.”
― Meg Merriet, Sky Song Overture

“Oh, Clikk, thank the stars!' she exclaimed, leaping into my arms. 'The pirate man said to trust him and so I gave him my dress and went with the other pirate in his ship!'
'Oh, good,' I said. 'But next time a pirate tells you to trust him, you mustn’t. Understood?”
― Meg Merriet

“Calling him a rover is putting it nicely. Baker is a dog when it comes to women, a real libertine type. There isn’t a brothel in Elsace that hasn’t seen his face. You know they named the Wastrel after him? Started out as a joke after he got his first shanker, but now that he’s pissing needles, it’s not as funny as it used to be.”
― Meg Merriet