Bobbi Jo

“You are the fire of my heart, and the beat of
my drum. I am yours under moonlight. Until the rhythm sings no more.”
― Saara El-Arifi, Faebound

“digging through her purse airily as though she’d misplaced a memory.”
― Lindsay Ellis, Axiom's End

“After the burial, the hares of the Long Patrol sang a short verse as a farewell to their comrade. “Now the sunny glades are silent, where our fallen warriors lay. As in memory we treasure all the brave who marched away. Through the dusty seasons rolling, o’er our passing out parade, how we laughed and sang together, Oh your face ’twill never fade.”
― Brian Jacques, Rakkety Tam

“It is a mistake to believe we must know a thing to be influenced by it. It is a mistake to believe the thing must even be real.”
― Christopher Ruocchio, Empire of Silence