Ruby

“I’ve been starving for at least three hours, afraid to ask the muse for time off to buy food. She’s fickle and easily offended, likely to sulk if I don’t give her my complete attention when she’s gracing me with her presence. Perhaps that’s why writers starve in garrets—because the literary muse is a sadistic fascist.”
― Sulari Gentill, The Woman in the Library

“We've both got into the blue beetle. He got into the red door, I got into the white one.”
― Jim Butcher, Grave Peril

“Scars remind us where we've been. They don't have to dictate where we're going”
― David Rossi

“Many women have earned titles, Your Grace. It doesn't seem to have been a factor in whether or not they actually received them.”
― Jim Butcher, Academ's Fury