Lara Marie Reads

“But what the world fails to realize is that a villain is just a victim who's story hasn't been told.”
― Chris Colfer, The Wishing Spell

“Take her home, eat with her, and sip wine, laugh softly at sad things, make love to her and fall asleep in her arms; that's what he wanted to do. The Laundress - Henri Toulouse-Lautrec, 1884.”
― Christopher Moore, Sacré Bleu

“Apocalypse?"
"Yes, apocalypse! What a silly word. I can tell you there's no word like it in Ojibwe. Well, I never heard a word like that from my elders anyway."
Evan nodded, giving the elder his full attention.
"The world was ending," she went on. "Our world isn't ending. It already ended. It ended when the Zhaagnaash came into our original home down south on that bay and took it from us. That was our world. When the Zhaagnaash cut down all the trees and fished all the fish and forced us out of there, that's when our world ended. They made us come all the way up here. This is not our homeland! But we hade to adapt and luckily we already knew how to hunt and live on the land. We learned to live here!"
She became more animated as she went on. Her small hands swayed as she emphasized the words she wanted to highlight. "But then they followed us up here and started taking our children away from us! Thats when our world ended again. And that wasn't the last time. We've seen what this....what's the world again?"
"Apocalypse."
"Yes, Apocalypse. We've had that over and over. But we always survived. Were still here. And well still be here, even if the power and the radios don't come back on and we never see any white people ever again.”
― Waubgeshig Rice, Moon of the Crusted Snow

“I don't know if I can explain it, but watching you read what I give you, putting a book in your hands and seeing what happens to you once you put it back down... I can't make you understand how that gives me something I didn't know I had to have.”
― Travis Baldree, Bookshops & Bonedust