Abigail Singrey

“Besides, I wasn't crying because I believed my mother was in that hole. Or in that coffin. I promised myself I'd never believe that, no matter what anyone said.

No, I was crying at the mere idea.

It would just be so unbelievably tragic, I thought, if it was actually true.”
― Prince Harry, Spare

“My sense of guilt and shame made it hard at moments to draw a clean breath. Meanwhile, the papers back home had already begun skinning me alive. The Return of Hooray Harry. Prince Thicko strikes again.

I thought of Cress reading the stories. I thought of my superiors in the army. Who would give me the heave-ho first?”
― Prince Harry, Spare

“The worst of it was that Bambleby had warned me away from the tree - if I descended into a murderous rage, or turned into a tree myself, he would be very smug about it.”
― Heather Fawcett, Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia of Faeries

“I'd traveled the world from top to bottom, literally. I'd hopscotched the continents. I'd met hundreds of thousands of people, I'd crossed paths with a ludicrously large cross-section of the planet's seven billion residents. For thirty-two years I'd watched a conveyor-belt of faces pass by and only a handful ever made me look twice. This woman stopped the conveyer belt.”
― Prince Harry, Spare