Carol Grant

“If people are songs
Written in the major or the minor key,
Then you, my dear, are major.

A climb, a crescendo, a thousand trumpets.
A clashing of cymbals, joy and awe,
Rousing, reaching, always to the stars.

And I am but a dirge, a requiem, a lamentation,
A melancholic harp in D minor,
Forever wondering why you chose me.”
― Laura Steven, Our Infinite Fates

“Sometimes when life’s Warning Light won’t stop flashing, the best thing you can do is just put some electrician’s tape over it.”
― Jason Pargin, If This Book Exists, You're in the Wrong Universe

“Hi Mom. I just wanted to let you know I’m okay. I don’t know if you watch the news but it looks like I inherited like a billion dollars in drug money or something. Can you find a lawyer? Just tell him I’m in danger of getting murdered or going to jail for having a bunch of heroin warehouses and mafia money that I didn’t even ask for, so whatever he can do to fix that would be great—SHUT UP! Sorry, I wasn’t talking to you, Arthur’s robot toilet is hassling me. Oh also my bodyguard shot a guy last night, hope that’s okay. He had super powers, they all do. I don’t know what’s up with that. Anyway, call me.”
Well, that should set her mind at ease.”
― Jason Pargin, Futuristic Violence and Fancy Suits

“I don’t want you shooting anybody today,” said Amy, “even if solving a complicated problem by shooting it is just about the most American thing I can imagine. We have to get the guy to stay willingly.”
― Jason Pargin, If This Book Exists, You're in the Wrong Universe