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“كل يمارس جنونه بطريقته”
― anonymous

“I wish there were some middle ground.” A place where our names and our blood and our pasts don’t matter. A place without weight. A place that has never been and will never exist. “Good night, Tiberias.” Hissing, he clenches a fist. “I really need you to stop calling me that.” And I really need you. I turn and walk toward my room, my footsteps echoing and alone.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“They say that all is fair in love and war. I have built my trench and brought my rifles, and I have no intention of retreating. I will pursue you until you remember who you are. If that means I need to court you, Signa Farrow, I will. Flowers, promenades, even poetry if that’s what you want. Whatever it is you enjoy, I will learn, and eventually you’ll remember the life we once had.”
― Adalyn Grace, Foxglove

“Without guilt we would all be monsters. And memory is the ink with which we list our crimes. Notes from the trial of Edris Dean”
― Mark Lawrence, The Book That Wouldn’t Burn