Angela

“If you think anything I did, I did to make her love me, then you don’t know anything about her and me. I’m her cavalier, dipshit! I’d kill for her! I’d die for her. I did die for her. I’d do anything she needed, anything at all, before she even knew she needed it. I’m her sword, you pasty-faced Coronabeth-looking knock-off.” Always your sword, my umbral sovereign; in life, in death, in anything beyond life or death that they want to throw at thee and me. I died knowing you’d hate me for dying; but Nonagesimus, you hating me always meant more than anyone else in this hot and stupid universe loving me. At least I’d had your full attention.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth

“I don’t see why one can’t simply rely on the telegram,” Whyborne said, eyeing the telephone with an air of distrust. “Why on earth must you talk to people when you can simply write a short message?”
― Jordan L. Hawk, Maelstrom

“I had only questions, uncertainties, and shame. A kiss that was not a kiss from a man who was not a man.”
― Alexis Hall, Sand and Ruin and Gold