Sharon Miller

“I sometimes imagine there is a clerk behind a desk situated between the brain and the mouth. It is his job to examine utterances on their way out, and stamp them with approval or send them back for reconsideration. If such a clerk exists, mine must be very harried and overworked; and on occasion he puts his head down on the desk in despair, letting things pass without so much as a second glance.”
― Marie Brennan, In the Labyrinth of Drakes

“Familiarity could look very much like love from a certain angle, if one didn’t look too hard.”
― Julie Leong, The Teller of Small Fortunes

“There aren't any normal lives, son. That's the lie that hurts us most.”
― Michael Christie, Greenwood

“Are a woman's wishes only fit to be considered when blessed by a male relative?”
― Marie Brennan, The Tropic of Serpents