Leia Sedai

“We are but fevered stars,” he intoned, like an orator on a stage. “Here a little while, bright with promise, before we burn away.”
― Rebecca Roanhorse, Fevered Star

“Biran closed his eyes to shut out the clutter of visual input and thought of family. Not his family—that was too specific an idea, too changeable—but it included his family. It wasn’t the units of the family that mattered—not the role of a parent or child or sibling—but slotting into a close-knit community in which you truly belonged. Biran’s idea of family was not born of blood and generational ties, it was nebulous. Friends counted. Anyone could be a family, if they loved hard enough.”
― Megan E. O'Keefe, Chaos Vector

“Queer theory” is an academic term which, as queer theorist Annamarie Jagose has explained, is committed to “demonstrating the impossibility of any natural sexuality.” In other words, it challenges the idea that any sexuality, but most notably heterosexuality, is somehow better or more natural than any other.”
― Julia Shaw, Bi: The Hidden Culture, History, and Science of Bisexuality

“Blood is blood, though. He’s still family.” I shake my head. “No, blood isn’t family. Blood is just a liquid, like water or honey. It’s not special.” “You really think that?” He sounds genuinely surprised. “You don’t? Your uncle is trying to sell out the orchard that’s been in your family for generations,” I remind him. “I never said family was necessarily good,” he says. “Just that it exists.” “Not because of randomly shared DNA, though. It’s more than that. It has to be.”
― Misha Popp, Magic, Lies, and Deadly Pies