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“What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong? Instead of being afraid, I could become something to fear.”
― Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

“In the end, she and I grew apart. All of this…made me realize a lot of things. And she was right. I’ve always been so desperate for something, some kind of love, or affection, or something.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Restore Me

“And right now he’s leaning against a column, his arms crossed against his chest, feet crossed at the ankles, looking more sullen than usual, and I’m really kind of enjoying the view. Kenji, however, is not.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Restore Me

“Her eyes are bright with unshed tears. “But how?” she says, her voice breaking on the word. “How do I get them out of my head?”
“Set them on fire.”
Her eyes go wide.
“In your mind,” I say, attempting a smile. “Let them fuel the fire that keeps you striving.” I reach out, touch my fingers to her cheek. “Idiots are highly flammable, love. Let them all hunt in hell.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Restore Me