Julia

“Don’t you do it, Rune,” Brand said without having to ask what I was thinking. “Don’t you fucking dare.”
“I’m just going to wait. Over there.”
“I’m fucking serious. Get the fuck out of there.”
“Right over there.” I pointed innocently.
“I will shoot you in the ass, the goddamn ass! I will shoot you in the ass, and you’ll be shitting through an inner tube for weeks!”
“I’ll be right back,” I said.
“In! The! Ass!”
I headed for the secret room.”
― K.D. Edwards, The Last Sun

“The only difference between who is a witch and who is not is one man's mouth,' say the cook.”
― Marlon James, Moon Witch, Spider King

“My heart is a thin thing, these days - shred of paper blown between the spaces in my ribs.”
― Julia Armfield, Our Wives Under the Sea

“Winter mornings are made of steel; they have a metallic taste and sharp edges. On a Wednesday in January, at seven in the morning, it’s plain to see that the world was not made for Man, and definitely not for his comfort or pleasure.”
― Olga Tokarczuk, Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead