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“He is half of my soul, as the poets say.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“How many men would she have to turn to dust before one took her seriously?”
― V.E. Schwab, Vengeful

“Ask nice. Play nice. Marcella was so fucking tired of nice.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vengeful

“Some people were matches, a bit of light and no heat. And others were furnaces, all heat but little light. And then, once in a blue moon, there was a bonfire, something so hot and bright you couldn't stand too near without burning.

Marcella was a bonfire if ever June saw one.

Of course, even bonfires eventually went out, smothered by their own ashes.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vengeful