Marion Jude

“The silence of the Great Bedchamber was vast. Vast as night and all its stars. Ead heard each rustle of silk, each brush of hand on skin on sheets. Their breaths were hushed, held in anticipation of a knock on the door, a key in the lock, and a torch to bare their union. It would light a flame of scandal, and the fire would rise until it scorched them both. But Ead called fire her friend, and she would plunge into the furnace for Sabran Berethnet, for just one night with her. Let them come with their swords and their torches. Let them come.”
― Samantha Shannon, The Priory of the Orange Tree

“Night is when fear comes to us at its fullest, when we have no way to fight it. It will do everything it can to seep inside you. Sometimes it may succeed - but never think that you are the night.”
― Samantha Shannon, The Priory of the Orange Tree

“Ghosts were the voices the dead left behind. Echoes of a soul taken too soon.”
― Samantha Shannon, The Priory of the Orange Tree

“No women should be made to fear that she was not enough”
― Samantha Shannon, The Priory of the Orange Tree