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“The stars incline us, they do not bind us.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“Do you not listen to me when I speak?” he answered shakily, his lip quirking up. “I love you. I have always loved you.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“Memories were beastly little creatures, after all—they rose with the faintest whiff of nourishment.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“You know me. Running around. Living life. Committing arson.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“She…hoped. And hope was dangerous. Hope was the most vicious evil of them all, the thing that had managed to thrive in Pandora’s box among misery, and disease, and sadness—and what could endure alongside others with such teeth if it didn’t have ghastly claws of its own?”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“I was raised in hatred, Roma. I could never be your lover, only your killer.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“You destroy me and then you kiss me. You give me a reason to hat you and then you give me a reason to love you. Is this a lie or the truth? Is the a ploy or your heart reaching for me?”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“These days Juliette,” he said, low and warily, “the most dangerous people are the powerful white men who feel as if they have been slighted.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“Even the land of dreams needs to wake up sometimes.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“Don’t you dare,” Roma said. “Don’t you dare fall apart now, dorogaya.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“And he mourned for her. He didn’t wish to, but he did—he ached with the knowledge that the softness of their youth was gone forever, that the Juliette he remembered was long dead. He ached even more to think that though he was the one who had dealt the killing blow,”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“Astra inclinant,” he would whisper into the wind, so heartachingly sincere even when quoting in Latin, “sed non obligant.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“Wasn't playing with her heart once enough? Hadn't he already torn her into two and left her to the wolves once before?”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“That is what this city is. The party at the end of the world.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“This is why my betrayal was so terrible. Because you believed me incapable of hurting you, and yet I did.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“This place hums to the tune of debauchery. This city is filthy and deep in the thrall of unending sin, so saturated with the kiss of decadence that the sky threatens to buckle and crush all those living vivaciously beneath it in punishment.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“Entitlement that encouraged their wives to place a delicate handkerchief to their nose and sniff, wholeheartedly believing the tirade was deserved. They believed themselves the rulers of the world—on stolen land in America, on stolen land in Shanghai. Everywhere they went—entitlement. And Juliette was so tired.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“The land of dreams. Where men and women in white hoods roam the streets to murder Black folks. Where written laws prohibit the Chinese from stepping upon its shores. Where immigrant children are separated from immigrant mothers on Ellis Island, never to be seen again.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“You’re fluent in Russian and that’s the best you could come up with?” Roma asked, flabbergasted. “What is a Montague? It sounds Italian.”
“There are Italian Communists!”
“Not in Shanghai!”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“Too many kind hearts turn cold every day.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“Those who do not care, those who are violent, those who delight in that which is terrible”—Marshall shrugged, waving his hands about as he chose the right words—“they thrive. They come outside.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“If Roma were ever again to run a tender finger down her spine, it would be to count her vertebrae and gauge where he could stab his knife in.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“Her feminine beauty was a concept as fleeting as power. If she acquired a tan, put on some weight, and let a few decades pass, the street artists would not be rendering her face to sell their creams anymore. Chinese and Western standards alike were arbitrary, pitiful things. But Juliette still needed to keep herself in line, force herself to follow them if people were to look up to her.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“Roma was not afraid. He only feared the power of others. Monsters and things that walked the night were strong, but they were not powerful. There was a difference.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“I mourned,” Roma said just as softly. “I mourned for months, years outside the gates of the cemetery. Yet I don’t regret choosing you. No matter how cruel you think yourself, your heart beats for your people. That’s why you shot him. That’s why you took the chance. Not because you are merciless. Because you have hope.” Juliette looked up. If Roma turned, even the slightest, they would be nose to nose. “I regret that I was ever put in the position to choose,” Roma continued. His words were faint, whispered into the world while the streets roared with sirens, the building beside them teemed with chaos, and policemen along every street corner screamed for order. But Juliette heard him perfectly. “I hate that the blood feud forced my hand, but I can’t—I did what I had to do and you may think me monstrous for it. The feud keeps taking and hurting and killing and still I couldn’t stop loving you even when I thought I hated you.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“You chose me four years ago. Would you choose me still? Would you choose this version of me—these sharp edges and hands far bloodier than yours?”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“How could she bear to think that he had loved her and yet destroyed her anyway?”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“Off with their heads and down with the rich.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“This city is filthy and deep in the thrall of unending sin, so saturated with the kiss of decadence that the sky threatens to buckle and and crush all those living vivaciously beneath it in punishment. But no punishment comes - not yet,”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“As always, when somebody said not to panic, the first thing one did was panic.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights