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“the rule with public fights was the same as the rule with potholes: walk around them and hope they get fixed before someone hurts themselves.”
― Grace Curtis, Floating Hotel

“Ephraim knew that people were not as solid as they liked to pretend. Mostly, people were liquid; great bags of pulsating liquid held together by a perilously thin membrane of skin, electrified with just enough thoughts to provide the illusion of sentience.”
― Grace Curtis, Floating Hotel

“populated by displaced people whose brief lives were made bearable with substances that shortened them.”
― Grace Curtis, Floating Hotel

“The luxury was an intrusion into dull reality;”
― Grace Curtis, Floating Hotel

“Here is a fact that does not change: the best place to go for information is a library. Even if you’re countless miles from home, dirty and worried, even if your mouth has a copperish tang where you bit your tongue on landing, and you want to scream or pummel your fists into the dirt, or tear down a wall, or kick something, all out of pure fear and frustration. Even if you don’t like to read. Head to the library. They’ll set you straight.”
― Grace Curtis, Frontier

“And it’s not like any of this matters. It’s just a bunch of goddamn brown-nosers blowing smoke up each other’s arses. Same as every year. That’s the only problem we have to solve. Too much smoke in the anal tract.”
― Grace Curtis, Floating Hotel

“All along, for weeks now, some part of her mind had been consumed with it: the certainty that the face she'd glimpsed among the dancers in the desert ruin was the face of God. It was the Queen of Heaven, Thalia. Back before. In another life.

Human hands had made the idol. And then they did, they'd had a human face in mind. That was the nucleus. The seed. The flash of warmth. Heretical as it was, as little sense as it made, she knew there was a person in there.”
― Grace Curtis, Idolfire

“Half a dozen paces from the door, fumbling in her apron for the right key, Daphne’s shoulder collided with someone passing the other way. ‘Watch it!’ They snapped. Daphne, spun around by the impact, jogged backwards and tried to stammer out an apology. ‘That hurt, damn it.’ Rogan rubbed her shoulder sulkily. ‘Why are your bones so sharp?’ ‘M– m– milk?”
― Grace Curtis, Floating Hotel

“Marakova nodded. Everything from the old world was stained by sin. But sin, fortunately for her, had no bearing on market value.”
― Grace Curtis, Frontier

“I don’t mind that I got lost, that I got stick, that I was hurt and scared and miserable and fucking-damp all the time. Because I got to meet you. Okay? You made everything worth it. So just, stay with me? Please?”
― Grace Curtis, Idolfire

“Why did the emotions of others, that she had no power to control, suddenly have to be her problem? It was – It was – It was so inconvenient!”
― Grace Curtis, Frontier

“Things, never good, were getting steadily worse.”
― Grace Curtis, Floating Hotel

“Without hectic parties, groundside activities or spectacular views, the guests were forced to slow down. Read a little. Talk. Swim. Stroll the greenhouse. The pressure to relax fell off their shoulders and they could finally, well, relax.”
― Grace Curtis, Floating Hotel

“We are all more than the things we do”
― Grace Curtis

“Optimism was a disease of which Marakova had long since cured herself.”
― Grace Curtis, Frontier

“Pattern analysis of the correlation between rare mineral deposits and the deployments of the Central Imperial Military, 2650–2810’ Dr Noelle Daley, Geology Today (2811)”
― Grace Curtis, Frontier

“Fretting about death is an aristocrat’s pastime, she thought. The rest of us are too busy trying to live.”
― Grace Curtis, Floating Hotel

“Thing is, I was probably going to be a mess no matter what happened," she said, "But I'll never know how much of that mess was me, and how much of it was the--the other thing. We're grafted together. Me and this stupid thing that happened. It's like I can't ever just be myself. I can't ever not be someone this happened to. No matter where I go, no matter how much I change, it will always have happened. And that's just shit.”
― Grace Curtis