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“You want to watch the world burn?"

"Let me guess, you'll set it on fire?" I ask.

He chuckles, the sound vibrating through me settling into my bones.

"No, darling. I'll hand you the match, and stand at your back, watching you become queen of the ashes.”
― Emily McIntire, Hooked

“Just remember that whenever things feel bleak, all situations are temporary. It’s not your circumstance that determines your worth, it’s how you rise from the ashes after everything burns.”
― Emily McIntire, Hooked

“But we’re all a little twisted, and there’s no such thing as good and evil. There are only perspectives, and perceptions change depending on the angle.”
― Emily McIntire, Hooked

“Some people stay broken. Some pick up the pieces and put them back together with all the sharp edges showing.”
― Dot Hutchison, The Butterfly Garden

“Beauty loses its meaning when you’re surrounded by too much of it.”
― Dot Hutchison, The Butterfly Garden

“What choice are you making, Desmond?”
“I don’t think I’m making any choice right now.”
“Then you’re automatically making the wrong ones.” He straightened, mouth open to protest, but I held up my hand. “Not making a choice is a choice. Neutrality is a concept, not a fact. No one actually gets to live their lives that way.”
― Dot Hutchison, The Butterfly Garden

“The gifts we give say as much about us as the gifts we get and keep,”
― Dot Hutchison, The Butterfly Garden

“What wasn’t known was created, what wasn’t created eventually ceased to matter.”
― Dot Hutchison, The Butterfly Garden

“She was incapable of insulting us, because the words have to have meaning to hurt.”
― Dot Hutchison, The Butterfly Garden

“No matter how thoroughly Lan Wangji was praised as an unrivaled rare beauty, nothing could help the fact they he looked profoundly embittered, as if he had lost his wife.”
― Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù, Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation: Mo Dao Zu Shi (Novel) Vol. 1

“Young man, sometimes in life there are a few sappy things one must say.”
“What?” Jin Ling asked.
”’Thank you’ and ‘I’m sorry’,” Wei Wuxian replied “there’ll come a day when you’ll say them through tears.”
― Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù, The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation Light Novel 01: Wiedergeburt

“Who was right, who was wrong, was there more gratitude or more grievance - is that something an outsider can determine?”
― Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù, Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation: Mo Dao Zu Shi (Novel) Vol. 2

“Only in the presence of your fated person, in the presence of the one your heart belongs to, can you allow yourself to be free of restraint.”
― Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù, The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation Light Novel 02: Heimtücke

“Lan Wangji furrowed his brow and shook his head. It was a while before he replied, quietly, “Xiongzhang. I want to bring someone back to the Cloud Recesses.” Lan Xichen was astonished. “Bring someone back to the Cloud Recesses?” Lan Wangji nodded. His thoughts clearly weighed heavily on him. After a brief pause, he added, “Bring him back…and hide him away.”
― Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù, Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation: Mo Dao Zu Shi (Novel) Vol. 4

“Perhaps you can explain it to me, then,” she said, “how is it fair that my utterly inept cousin is in command of me, for no reason other than that he’s a man and I’m a woman? How is it fair that I master Latin and Greek as well as any man at Oxford, yet I am taught over a baker’s shop? How is it fair that a man can tell me my brain was wired wrong, when his main achievement in life seems to be his birth into a life of privilege? And why do I have to beg a man to please make it his interest that I, too, may vote on the laws that govern my life every day?”
― Evie Dunmore, Bringing Down the Duke

“Perhaps this is not a question of staying out of trouble, Your Grace. Perhaps this is about deciding on which side of history you want to be.”
― Evie Dunmore, Bringing Down the Duke

“Tell me,” he said, “how frustrating is it to be surrounded by people considered your betters when they don’t hold a candle to your abilities?”
― Evie Dunmore, Bringing Down the Duke

“Hattie pursed her lips. “Personally, I always found a thousand ships a little excessive. And Menelaus and Paris fought over Helen like dogs over a bone; no one asked her what she wanted. Even her obsession with Paris was compelled by a poisoned arrow—what’s romantic about that?”
“Passion,” Annabelle said, “Eros’s arrows are infused with passion.”
“Oh, passion, poison,” Hattie said, “either makes people addle-brained.”
― Evie Dunmore, Bringing Down the Duke

“There it was, the fire she had sensed behind the ice, smoldering at a thousand degrees hotter than leaping flames. Oh, they had it wrong, the people who called him cool and aloof. He was a man who did not do things by halves, and he knew. So he leashed himself. Untether him, and he would burn as hotly as he was cold, and the dark force of her own passion would crash against his like a wave against a rock rather than pull him under.
He is my match.”
― Evie Dunmore, Bringing Down the Duke

“All of our waste which we dumped on her and which she absorbed. And all of our beauty, which was hers first and which she gave to us. All of us--all who knew her--felt so wholesome after we cleaned ourselves on her. We were so beautiful when we stood astride her ugliness. Her simplicity decorated us, her guilt sanctified us, her pain made us glow with health, her awkwardness made us think we had a sense of humor. Her inarticulateness made us believe we were eloquent. Her poverty kept us generous. Even her waking dreams we used--to silence our own nightmares. And she let us, and thereby deserved our contempt. We honed our egos on her, padded our characters with her frailty, and yawned in the fantasy of our strength.

And fantasy it was, for we were not strong, only aggressive; we were not free, merely licensed; we were not compassionate, we were polite; not good, but well behaved. We courted death in order to call ourselves brave, and hid like thieves from life. We substituted good grammar for intellect; we switched habits to simulate maturity; we rearranged lies and called it truth, seeing in the new pattern of an old idea the Revelation and the Word.”
― Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye

“Anger is better. There is a sense of being in anger. A reality and presence. An awareness of worth. It is a lovely surging.”
― Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye

“Love is never any better than the lover. Wicked people love wickedly, violent people love violently, weak people love weakly, stupid people love stupidly, but the love of a free man is never safe. There is no gift for the beloved. The lover alone possesses his gift of love. The loved one is shorn, neutralized, frozen in the glare of the lover’s inward eye.”
― Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye

“We mistook violence for passion, indolence for leisure, and thought recklessness was freedom.”
― Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye