Tanya

“The true wonder was how she’d done it. Without lifting a finger—without even raising her voice— She’d simply stood tall, and his world had collapsed. She spoke, and the Diviners had been slaughtered; she spun, and his grandfather had been murdered; she laughed, and his body had been disfigured; she breathed, and his mother had vanished; she sighed, and his aunt no longer spoke to him; she left, and his own people had turned on him. Kamran could not even hear her name without taking it like a shot to the chest.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“Kamran had been a spoiled child. He’d taken his life for granted; he saw that now. But never again would he be a child, and never again would he be cosseted. He’d been forced, unfinished, into this blistering kiln of change, and it had vulcanized him; it would continue to transform him. He could learn from his mistakes. He could adapt as the situation demanded. And he did not want to lose his crown.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“leave this feather to my grandson, to use only when all else seems lost, when his tragedies feel insurmountable, and hope feels impossible. He will need only to touch it to his own blood, and Simorgh will come for him, as she once did for me. I also leave him my”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“It’s never been done,” he whispered. “No man has ever wagered against the devil and won.”
― Tahereh Mafi, All This Twisted Glory