Alaina Brown

“Hurts don't stop, but they fade into shadows of what they were. That's sad. That something so vital, something that bit you so deep, can be eroded by time into a story that almost seems like it happened to someone else. Any hurt.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Book That Wouldn’t Burn

“We humans are herd animals. When several gather to browse in one spot, more will come. Few places offer more eloquent testimony to this fact than does a library, wherein our focus ensures some few books scarcely touch the shelves from the moment of their binding until the day they fall apart from overuse. Whilst all around, in sullen silence, the unloved show their spines in endless rows, aching for the touch that never comes. The Art of the Index, by Dr. H. Worblehood”
― Mark Lawrence

“That was stupid.” The anger in his voice didn’t surprise her. She often heard the same tone when she solved a problem that was vexing the men at the settlement. Perhaps once they’d invested so much time hunting an answer they were aggrieved not to be the one to find it.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Book That Wouldn’t Burn

“Let's go people! Get your smut and keep moving!”
― Annie Spence, Dear Fahrenheit 451: Love and Heartbreak in the Stacks