Michael D'Angelo

“I think all young women are cursed with a streak of unrelenting foolishness, and all young men are cursed with a streak of absolute stupidity.”
― Neal Shusterman, Scythe

“First they came for the communists, and I did not speak out--
because I was not a communist;
Then they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out--
because I was not a socialist;
Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out--
because I was not a trade unionist;
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out--
because I was not a Jew;
Then they came for me--
and there was no one left to speak out for me.

Martin Niemoeller”
― Martin Niemoeller

“Wait," Arya said Suddenly. "I have something else." She had stuffed it down inside her smallclothes to keep is safe, so she had to dig deep to find it, while the oarsmen laughed and the captain lingered with obvious impatience. "One more sliver will make no difference, child," he finally said
"It's not sliver." Her fingers closed on it. "It's iron. Here." She pressed it into his hand, the small black iron coin that Jaqen H'gar had given her, so worn the man whose head it bore had no features. It's probably worthless, but...
The captain turned it over and blinked at it, then looked at her again. "This... how...?"
Jaqen said to say the words too. Arya crossed her arms against her chest. "Valar morgulis," she said, as loud as if she'd known what it meant.
"Valar dohaeris", he replied, touching his brow with two fingers. "Of course you shall have a cabin.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

“One generation to change the text. One generation chooses to teach that text. The next grows, and the lie becomes history.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing