Kookie

“Un ami à moi laissait toujours son argent trainer n'importe où dans des enveloppes ou à même des tables et de tiroirs ouverts, jusqu'au jour où il a déménagé, et dans la nouvelle belle maison il y avait un coffre-fort emmuré dans la salle de bain, alors il y a rangé son argent, c'était normal. Seulement on le lui a volé le jour même... Au lieu de laisser trainer l'argent, il avait laissé trainer les clefs du coffre-fort, et des clefs, c'est encore plus irrésistible que l'argent...”
― Elsa Triolet, Le rossignol se tait à l'aube

“What is she to you anyway?"

"Here's my answer captain. She's the thing that made this all okay-the threadbare coats and the old boots and the guns that jams when you most need them to fire, the loneliness of knowing that you don't matter, that you will never matter, the fact that you're just another body, another uniform to be sent into the fold or the frost, another good boy who knows his place, who does his job, who doesn't ask questions, who will lie down and die and be forgotten. What is she? She's everything, you dumb son of a bitch.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

“And I needed my audience to trust me because I needed my audience to feel safe, and I needed my audience to feel safe so that I could take that safety away and not give it back. Why? Because that is the shape of trauma.”
― Hannah Gadsby, Ten Steps to Nanette

“He needed to tell her...what? That she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved. That he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn't pull himself together into some semblance of a man for her. That without meaning to, he'd begun to lean on her, to look for her, to need her near. He needed to thank her for his new hat.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows