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“Let us lie here forever. Let us be buried as wild things are, by tooth and claw and worm. Let the grasses grow up through the sockets of our eyes. Let them find us in seven years or seventy, and let their brows furrow, because they cannot tell my bones from yours.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Everlasting

“I thought, despairingly, that love didn’t make cowards of us, after all; it made heroes, and heroes usually didn’t survive.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Everlasting

“To perform art is to lie, to lie is to sin, and to sin is to attract the shadows that haunt the dark.”
― Tessonja Odette, The Lies that Summon the Night

“Was that not how you loved someone? By hammering your body into whatever shape they liked best, and handing yourself to them like a hilt?”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Everlasting