Tanya

“To say that memory was a lane you could walk along, a path to follow, a linear progression you embarked on from start to finish, was way off base. After this past year, she had decided it was more like a piano keyboard, and the musical notes her mind played in the form of moving-picture images were a pick-and-choose determined more by the sheet music of her mourning than the well-founded logic of her decision to leave Caldwell.”
― J.R. Ward, The Thief

“There were many, many other trips to take to deeper levels of greater acceptance and understanding. That was where you found the happy. And the ever-after was the work you were always willing to put in to stay close, to learn, and to grow as people together.”
― J.R. Ward, Blood Kiss

“Grief didn’t get easier; that was a lie to appease those left behind. You got stronger; you found ways of living with the never-ending pain in your chest. You learned to breathe again, to draw air into your lungs even though it hurt to do so.”
― Amelia Hutchins, Sleeping with Monsters

“You don’t get to almost drown me and then poke me while I sleep, understood? No poking. None. Zilch. That stays on your side. If possible, remove it from my butt cheeks.” “You’re fucking bossy, wench,” he snapped. “I know I’m also right a lot of the time. So remove it from my butt cheeks so I can sleep. Some asshole tried to drown me.” “There was a snake,” he uttered breathlessly as he tried to readjust his package.”
― Amelia Hutchins, Claiming the Dragon King