Pooja

“A story had no owner ship. A story could break its bones, grow wings, soar out of reach and dive out of sight in the time it took just to draw breath. It meant we weren’t walking a cut path. We carved it into existence with
every step.”
― Roshani Chokshi, A Crown of Wishes

“There is nothing so serious as a game.”
― Maureen Johnson, Truly, Devious

“She wasn’t a wielder of chains; she was a breaker of them. She was the library’s will made flesh.”
― Margaret Rogerson, Sorcery of Thorns

“The library possessed a life of its own, had become greater than Cornelius had ever intended. For these were not ordinary books the libraries kept. They were knowledge, given life. Wisdom, given voice. They sang when starlight streamed through the library's windows. They felt pain and suffered heartbreak. Sometimes they were sinister, grotesque- but so was the world outside. And that made the world no less worth fighting for, because wherever there was darkness, there was also so much light.”
― Margaret Rogerson, Sorcery of Thorns