Chandini

“Yes", Kumiko said, seriously. "Exactly that. The extraordinary happens all the time. So much, we can't take it. Life and happiness and heartache and love. If we couldn't put it in story - "
"And explain it -"
"No!" she said, suddenly sharp. "Not explain. Stories do not explain. They seem to, but all they provide is a starting point. The story never ends at the end. There is always after. And even within itself, even by saying that this version is the right one, it suggests other versions, versions that exist in parallel. No, story is not an explanation, it is a net, a net through which the truth flows. The net catches some of the truth, but not all, never all, only enough so that we can live with the extraordinary without it killing us." She sagged a little, as if exhausted by this speech. "As it surely, surely would.”
― Patrick Ness, The Crane Wife

“One's own life: an instrument for the shaping of the world.”
― Laini Taylor, Dreams of Gods & Monsters

“His heart hurt with the wanting of it, the hurt no less painful for being difficult to explain.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven Boys

“I know it's not easy for you, living this life, but try to remember, always try to remember, you're not the only one with troubles.”
― Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone