Joyce T.

“Is that a microscope?” I ask, looking at the array of glass slides, tweezers, and eye droppers next to what is definitely a microscope. “Please tell me you’re not playing doctor in the living room.”

“We’re playing scientist, dummy,” Joey says.

“I’m showing him what different stuff looks like under magnification.”

“I looked at a dust mite,” Joey says. “I am not okay.”
― Melanie Jacobson, Betting on the Brainiac

“Look! What a beautiful night! The thousands of sleeping houses! The millions of shining stars! And the lights beneath! And in the distance, how the stars and the lights meet! So that one cannot say: "Here God ends; Here Man begins.”
― Percival Wilde, The Finger of God a Play in One Act

“How did I just walk up to your father’s palace and find you?” he breathes between kisses. “How did I marry a stranger—only to discover I’d wed an angel? I’m half afraid the moment I turn around, you’ll have sprouted wings and flown out of my reach.”
― Anastasis Blythe, Bride of the Fae Prince

“The strongest weapon a woman has at her disposal is that she is often underestimated,”
― Lauren Roberts, Powerless