Okami Quotes

“The only power any man has over you is the power you give him.”
― Renee Ahdieh, Flame in the Mist

“Words are foolish. Promises are useless. Anyone can say anything to get what it is they desire. Believe in actions and actions alone.”
― Renee Ahdieh, Flame in the Mist

“Stay or go. I leave it to you. But you are welcome always. In all ways.”
― Renee Ahdieh, Flame in the Mist

“I deny being a slave to any one thing. In any situation we can choose who we are and choose who we want to be.”
― Renee Ahdieh, Flame in the Mist

“I don’t want you risking yourself for me,” he continued, his voice unhurried. “Not anymore.”

“I’m not risking myself for you,” Mariko retorted. “I’m here for me. Because I still have things I wish to accomplish with my life.” She refocused her attention on the misshapen mass. Slowly began chiseling away twisted fragments of wax, using a lacquered chopstick she’d pilfered from her evening meal. “It turns out my wishes have something to do with you.”
― Renée Ahdieh, Smoke in the Sun

“The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" she said.
"I imagine the moon would be a thing of beauty on a night like this. But I prefer what I'm looking at now." His eyes remained focused on Mariko as he spoke.”
― Renée Ahdied, Smoke in the Sun

“Sleep well, Lady Mariko, You are loved. It isn't enough, but it's all I have.”
― Renée Ahdieh, Smoke in the Sun

“Love is—” She shifted in her saddle, fighting to sit taller, to convey a larger sense of self. “It isn’t something that can be understood or explained. It’s intangible. Like magic. Those who do not possess its power can never fully grasp it.”

Ranmaru inclined his head. “That sounds rather sad.”

“And smells like horseshit,” Ōkami said over his shoulder.”
― Renée Ahdieh, Flame in the Mist

“Sleep well, Lady Mariko. You are loved. It isn't enough, but it's all I have.”
― Renée Ahdieh, Smoke in the Sun

“It appears your betrothed is well on his way to falling hopelessly in love with you. Well done on that account."

It took Mariko a breath to see the truth beneath his
words. "Are you jealous?"

A pause. "Only a fool would not be.”

"That's ridiculous. Jealousy is for boorish people. Are you
a boor?"

"Of course I am. And of course I would be jealous. That
steaming heap of refuse doesn't have to sleep in a barred
cell. He can gaze at the moonlight whenever he wishes,” he
muttered.

"It's a shame the moon has eyes for another.”
― Renée Ahdieh, Smoke in the Sun