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“It came over me sometimes, this hopeful feeling. If all the hard things in my life—the guilt, the nightmares, my fears for myself and my radically changed Becca—were structures in a looming city, it was moments like this that felt like seeing, at the end of a narrow road, the shine of the open sea. Shifting under the sun, sending up sparks of pure light. I would get there. And for now, I could at least catch glimpses of it. Smell the salt.”
― Melissa Albert, The Bad Ones

“Listen to this,” said Turner. “It’s all Manifest Destiny and it’s not our right; it’s our duty until November 1. Then he says, I am without energy or will to record what has happened. I know only despair. There is but one word I need write that may encompass our sins: hubris.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Dead Beat