Candy

“She's saying Santa Claus doesn't come to our house."

Celia tensed a bit, realizing he had been listening. "He can."

"No, he can't."

"We have a chimney."

"If something comes down my chimney, I'm shooting it...especially a fat man wearing a suit.”
― J.M. Darhower, Made

“Fear is strange. It settles on chests and seeps through skin, through layers of tissue, muscle, and bone and collects in a soul-sized black hole, sucking the joy out of life, the pleasure, the beauty. But not the hope. Somehow, the hope is the only thing resistant to the fear, and it is that hope that makes the next breath possible, the next step, the next tiny act of rebellion, even if that rebellion is simply staying alive.”
― Amy Harmon, From Sand and Ash

“They can take our homes, our possessions. Our families. Our lives. They can drive us out, like they've driven us out before. They can humiliate us and dehumanize us. But they cannot take our thoughts. They cannot take our talents. They cannot take our knowledge, or our memories, or our minds. In music there is no bondage. Music is a door, and the soul escapes through the melody.”
― Amy Harmon, From Sand and Ash

“Perhaps that’s because Rhysand has not lost you at all. But rather unleashed you upon us.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin