Theta Knight Quotes

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Libba Bray
“I’ll be counting the cats when I come over. There better be the same number each time.”
Libba Bray, Before the Devil Breaks You

Libba Bray
“Evie was still crying and so didn't know what Sam whispered to Theta over the top of her head. She only knew that now there were two sets of arms around her, holding her close, holding her up. She only knew that she had family after all.”
Libba Bray, The King of Crows

Libba Bray
“Theta rolled over, facing Evie, their noses nearly touching. “Evil?” “Yes?” “I love you. Now, shut up and go to sleep.”
Libba Bray, Before the Devil Breaks You

Libba Bray
“This is the first family dinner I ever had,” she said. “The first of many,” Evie promised.”
Libba Bray, Before the Devil Breaks You

Libba Bray
“For the last time, I’m not a witch.” Miss Lillian smiled and patted Theta’s cheek. “Keep telling yourself that, dear.”
Libba Bray, Before the Devil Breaks You

Libba Bray
“Tell me, do you have family near?” Miss Addie asked. “I’m an orphan,” Theta said. “You’re wrong.” The old woman blinked up at the ceiling, her fingers waving in the air. “You do have family. I see it in your aura. They’re… they’re all around you.”
Libba Bray, Before the Devil Breaks You

Libba Bray
“Theta sat next to Memphis and watched Mr. and Mrs. Chan laughing about some private joke. They were a mixed couple, and they were happy. No one seemed to be bothering them. But they were also here in the few blocks of Chinatown. What happened when they crossed Canal Street into the rest of the city? What happened when they went out into the rest of the country?”
Libba Bray, Before the Devil Breaks You

Libba Bray
“Nobody’s killing any cats.” Miss Lillian glowered. “It’s what we’ve always done.” “Yeah, well, I’m changing how things are done.” Miss Lillian started to protest, but Miss Addie cut her off. “Very well. We could stand to change.”
Libba Bray, Before the Devil Breaks You

Libba Bray
“Haven’t you been hurt?” Miss Lillian asked. Theta thought of Roy’s fists. Mrs. Bowers’s cold cruelty. Even the first wound of abandonment. “Yes.” “And here you still are. No. The question is this: Haven’t you been hurt enough?”
Libba Bray, Before the Devil Breaks You