Colette

“My stock of joy was held in the future, ever out of reach. “I think contentedness,” I said bitterly, “is just a story we tell ourselves.” The gargoyle nodded. “It is all the same, then. Contentedness. Truth and honesty and virtue. Omens. They are all stories, and we”—he gestured to the Seacht’s climbing walls—“tread the pages within them.”
― Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth

“I cannot decide which I like best. The sunrise, or the sunset. They are like life, and her quiet companion, death.”
― Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth

“Annie isn’t trying to destroy Teddy’s soul or take over his body. She just wants to borrow his hand. She uses it during Quiet Time, when he’s alone in his bedroom. And for the rest of the day, she leaves him alone.” I pause so Adrian can laugh or make fun of me, but he doesn’t say anything, so I outline the rest of my theory: “Annie Barrett is a good artist. She already knows how to draw. But this is her first time drawing with someone else’s arm. So her first few efforts are terrible. They’re just scribbles. But after a couple pages she gets better. She gains control and there’s more detail. Texture, light, and shadow. She’s mastering her new tool—Teddy’s hand.”
― Jason Rekulak, Hidden Pictures

“Who meets their death devoid of love shall surely face their end,’” Odessa murmured. “‘But one who gives their soul away, eternity extends.”
― Briar Boleyn, Knight of the Goddess