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“After all this time, she still had not found an end to her grief. It was a dark well, an echoing place into which she’d once cast a stone, sure that it would strike bottom and she would stop hurting. Instead, it just kept falling. She forgot about the stone, forgot about the well, sometimes for days or even weeks at a time. Then she would think Liliyana’s name, or her eye would pause on the little boat painted on her bedroom wall, its two-starred flag frozen in the wind. She’d sit down to write a letter and realize she had no one to write to, and the quiet that surrounded her became the silence of the well, of the stone still falling.”
― Leigh Bardugo, King of Scars

“This is where you belong. This is where you were meant to bloom. Don't roll your eyes, Galaxy. Not every flower belongs in every garden.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

“He showed me his scars, and in return he let me pretend that I had none.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“He liked such sharpness, for there was nothing in him that had any blood you might spill.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe