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  • #1
    Tamsyn Muir
    “But when she was scared, she was a child again, and she was more scared of being a child again than anything else in her life.”
    Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth

  • #2
    Tamsyn Muir
    “Her adept said: "I'll keep it off you. Nav, show them what the Ninth House does."

    Gideon lifted her sword. The construct worked itself free of its last confines of masonry and rotten wood and heaved before them, flexing itself like a butterfly.

    "We do bones, motherfucker," she said.”
    Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth

  • #3
    Tamsyn Muir
    “If you do not find yourself a galaxy, it is not so bad to find yourself a star.”
    Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth

  • #4
    Tamsyn Muir
    “You were an unfilled hole, but even a hole might be content in its emptiness.”
    Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth

  • #5
    Tamsyn Muir
    “Fuck one flesh, one end, Harrow. I already gave my flesh to you, and I already gave you my end. I gave you my sword. I gave you myself. I did it while knowing I’d do it all again, without hesitation, because all I ever wanted you to do was eat me.”
    Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth

  • #6
    Tamsyn Muir
    “One flesh, one end, bitch.”
    Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth

  • #7
    “You keep asking why your work is not enough, and I don’t know how to answer that, because it is enough to exist in the world and marvel at it. You don’t need to justify that, or earn it. You are allowed to just live.”
    Becky Chambers, A Psalm for the Wild-Built

  • #8
    “I think there’s something beautiful about being lucky enough to witness a thing on its way out.”
    Becky Chambers, A Psalm for the Wild-Built

  • #9
    Nina Varela
    “Humanity is how you act, my lady,” said Jezen. “Not how you were Made.”
    Nina Varela, Crier's War

  • #10
    Tamsyn Muir
    “We were children - playing in the reflections of stars in a pool of water... Thinking it was space.”
    Tamsyn Muir, Nona the Ninth

  • #11
    Carolina De Robertis
    “Why did life put so much inside a woman and then keep her confined to smallness?”
    Carolina De Robertis, Cantoras

  • #12
    Jacqueline Harpman
    “I was forced to acknowledge too late, much too late, that I too had loved, that I was capable of suffering, and that I was human after all.”
    Jacqueline Harpman, I Who Have Never Known Men

  • #13
    Jacqueline Harpman
    “My memory begins with my anger.”
    Jacqueline Harpman, I Who Have Never Known Men

  • #14
    Jacqueline Harpman
    “Sometimes, I used to sit under the sky, on a clear night, and gaze at the stars, saying, in my croaky voice: “Lord, if you’re up there somewhere, and you aren’t too busy, come and say a few words to me, because I’m very lonely and it would make me so happy.” Nothing happened. So I reckon that humanity— which I wonder whether I belong to —really had a very vivid imagination.”
    Jacqueline Harpman, I Who Have Never Known Men

  • #15
    Jacqueline Harpman
    “Perhaps you never have time when you are alone? You only acquire it by watching it go by in others".”
    Jacqueline Harpman, I Who Have Never Known Men

  • #16
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “It is so short and jumbled and jangled, Sam, because there is nothing intelligent to say about a massacre. Everybody is supposed to be dead, to never say anything or want anything ever again. Everything is supposed to be very quiet after a massacre, and it always is, except for the birds. And what do the birds say? All there is to say about a massacre, things like "Poo-tee-weet?”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #17
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #18
    “I never told her how she had saved me. I never told her how she became the dearest friend I’d ever had. I told her I loved her, but never enough. My Edith of the sparrows. My heart. My world.”
    C.L. Polk, Even Though I Knew the End
    tags: love

  • #19
    “I hate you,” Andrew said casually. He took a last long drag from his cigarette and flicked it off the roof. “You were supposed to be a side effect of the drugs.”
    “I’m not a hallucination,” Neil said, nonplussed.
    “You are a pipe dream,” Andrew said.”
    Nora Sakavic, The King's Men

  • #20
    Christopher Buehlman
    “It’s just the weight of it,” he said. “We’ll find you a smaller one.” Still she sobbed. “Don’t cry for the thing. It’s just junk.” “I’m not crying for that.” “Jesus, what then?” “Just for a moment. I saw it.” “You saw what?” “Your soul.” “Souls are invisible.” “Not always.”
    Christopher Buehlman, Between Two Fires

  • #21
    Christopher Buehlman
    “One of the hardest and truest things a grown-up learns is that sometimes it's not okay.”
    Christopher Buehlman

  • #22
    Nash Jenkins
    “Sometimes, late at night, when I find myself clicking through photos of the alumni events I didn’t attend, I’ll pull out my old coffee-stained copy of Still Life with Woodpecker and blink at the last line: It’s never too late to have a happy childhood. And perhaps safer if it isn’t your own.”
    Nash Jenkins, Foster Dade Explores the Cosmos

  • #23
    Nash Jenkins
    “The problem here is that as aloof as I may present myself, I want very very badly to be liked, to have friends, to fall in love, to be happy. I have retreated from this impulse recently but I feel it gnawing at me, and I’m worried I’m going to look desperate”
    Nash Jenkins, Foster Dade Explores the Cosmos

  • #24
    Donna Tartt
    “Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #25
    Donna Tartt
    “Forgive me, for all the things I did but mostly for the ones that I did not.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #26
    Donna Tartt
    “It is is better to know one book intimately than a hundred superficially.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #27
    Donna Tartt
    “But how,” said Charles, who was close to tears, “how can you possibly justify cold-blooded murder?’
    Henry lit a cigarette. “I prefer to think of it,” he had said, “as redistribution of matter.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #28
    Donna Tartt
    “I suppose at one time in my life I might have had any number of stories, but now there is no other. This is the only story I will ever be able to tell.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #29
    Donna Tartt
    “Are you happy here?" I said at last.
    He considered this for a moment. "Not particularly," he said. "But you're not very happy where you are, either.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #30
    Donna Tartt
    “In short: I felt my existence was tainted, in some subtle but essential way.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History



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