Wayward Children Quotes

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Seanan McGuire
“None of this is real, my dear. Not this house, not this conversation, not those shoes you're wearing--which are several years out of style if you're trying to reacclimatize yourself to the ways of your peers, and are not proper mourning shoes if you're trying to hold fast to your recent past--and not either one of us. 'Real' is a four-letter-word, and I'll thank you to use it as little as possible while you live under my roof.”
Seanan McGuire, Every Heart a Doorway

Seanan McGuire
“I am not your door.' After a pause for thought, she added, 'But I might be my own.”
Seanan McGuire, Where the Drowned Girls Go

Seanan McGuire
“If anyone had asked Katherine Lundy, who was happier these days going by her last name, (...) she would've said being 10 was substentially harder than being 8.
And that she would be perfectly happy to go backward, returning to a time where her femininity had been an attribute rather than an expectation.”
Seanan McGuire, In an Absent Dream

Seanan McGuire
“She get a name now, not a title and surname, thought Nancy. That's not right. The dead deserve more dignity, not less. Dignity is all the dead possess.”
Seanan McGuire, Every Heart a Doorway

Seanan McGuire
“The tunes he played on that instrument wouldn't be audible to the living. That didn't mean they wouldn't be real.”
Seanan McGuire, Every Heart a Doorway

Seanan McGuire
“Together they walked across the property, the girl, the boy, and the dancing skeleton wrapped in rainbows. Neither of those who still possessed tissue and tongue spoke. This was the closest thing Loriel would have to a funeral; it would have been inappropriate to make light of it.”
Seanan McGuire

Seanan McGuire
“She gets a name now, not a title and surname, thought Nancy. That's not right. The dead deserve more dignity, not less. Dignity is all the dead possess.”
Seanan McGuire, Every Heart a Doorway

Seanan McGuire
“Both girls, through different routes, down different roads, had come home.”
Seanan McGuire, Down Among the Sticks and Bones