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“Not the time nor the place, Jakob would say, but he was wrong. The place and time was here and now. It had to be. Claw what you can from the world while it’s on offer ’cause we’re all meat, all dust, written on the sand, gone in a twinkle. You can’t keep it for tomorrow, ’cause tomorrow your hopes won’t all bloom of a sudden, tomorrow will be just like today. Not the time nor the place.”
― Joe Abercrombie, The Devils

“Despite having only ever known a life of occupation, Nuhad lived as light and airy as any other teenage girl. At sixteen years old, she held fast to the rituals that bound her to this existence.”
― Deena Helm, Our Cut of Salt

“A hospital is a world apart, running day and night by its own rules.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“Did you know that gentiles leave flowers at graves instead of stones?” Miriam had asked. Frieda had thought for a moment that it sounded so beautiful, the fragrant soft blooms instead of the cold hard rocks. But then she’d thought of the flowers lying there after the living had left, as the nights and days passed, withering and rotting. “Flowers die,” Frieda had said. “Yes,” Miriam had answered. “But memories do not.”
― Gabrielle Sher, Odessa