Edward

“Clack. "I cannot bear the thought of using you."

Pause. "Love and freedom don't coexist,

Warden."

Clack. "This is all there is to love? Simply by being in your life, I have added indelibly to its weight?"

Pause. "Yes."

Clack. "Camilla, I mean it."

Pause. "I meant it too. You used to say it to me."

"We are one flesh." Clack.

"I am your end."

Pause. "That didn't mean I got squatting rights in your soul. I never would have asked for that. I never had rights to that."

Clack. "Sure. That's why I gave them to you."

Clack. Pause. Pause. Pause.

"I hope you know that I adore you, Scholar."

Clack. "Indubitably, Warden.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Nona the Ninth

“I have built a you within me, or you have. I wonder what of me there is in you.”
― Amal El-Mohtar, This Is How You Lose the Time War

“...Alecto's eyes."
A ripple of ice over the face. A hardening of the mouth. He said quietly, "Don't call her -"
"ALECTO ALECTO ALECTO!" repeated Mercy shrilly. The other lyctors flinched each time she said it, as though it were an oral stab. "John, you are trying to start a fight with me to get out of the fight I am trying to have with you, which is a painfully domestic tactic.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth

“Dozens of kids left the venue with sleeves of vinyl held under their arms, fanning out into the city streets, my mother's face on the cover, her hand reaching toward the camera like she's just let go of the hand of someone below.”
― Michelle Zauner, Crying in H Mart