Reilly Ingleson

“Why does Charlotte stay? That is like asking—why stay inside a house on fire? Easy to say when you are standing on the street, a safe distance from the flames. Harder when you are still inside, convinced you can douse the blaze before it spreads, or rushing room to room, trying to save what you love before it burns.”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil

“And here is the awful thing about belief. It is a current, like compulsion. Hard to forge when it goes against your will, but easy enough when it carries you the way you want to go.”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil

“Stories matter, Alice. When you live long enough, they're all you have.”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil

“What?” she said, without meeting his eye. “Not everything is a trap.” The words made something tug behind her ribs. At being watched, but more so, at being seen. “Am I that easy to read?” “No,” he said simply. “But I like to think I’m learning.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Fragile Threads of Power