Meghan

“How good it felt when she seemed to abandon her body altogether— when she became fully incorporeal, drifting happily in a universe of ideas. She was very proud of the days that she forgot to eat. Not because she had any revulsion for food, but because it was some proof that she had transcended some basic cycle of need. That she was not just an animal after all, held captive by her desires. That she was above all a mind, and the mind was capable of miraculous things.”
― R.F. Kuang, Katabasis

“No, what hurt was how easily he could reduce her to a thing. No longer a student, a mind, an inquisitive being growing and learning and becoming under him - but just the barest identity she had been afraid to be all along, which was a mere woman.”
― R.F. Kuang, Katabasis

“Hell’s lonely,” said Peter. “You’ll want company.”
“Hell is other people, I’ve heard.”
― R.F. Kuang, Katabasis

“She thought she’d learned to inhabit the impossible ideal: the girl who was eminently fuckable but unreachable, and therefore virtuous and perfect. The girl who was everything all at once.”
― R.F. Kuang, Katabasis