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“He’s sitting on the bed, black jeans and a white T-shirt, knees up, book in hand, and the mundane-ness of the moment makes my heart ache for all the other mundane things I don’t think I’ll get to see him do: clean his teeth, pick up the morning paper, buy some milk, ask for directions— Sam Penny doing any of those things would be poetry, but him like that on the bed with a book is Shakespeare.”
― Jessa Hastings, The Conditions of Will

“That’s just the way the world is. Queer kids have to come out and straight kids just get to be who they are.”
― J.J. Mulder, From Coast to Coast

“And hadn’t I always known this? That to be human was to love and love and love, knowing it could only end in tragedy? Every babe in arms was born to this terrible fate, every parent and child, every spouse, every friend and lover and sibling, every uncle and aunt and great-great-grandfather, every found family, all of us bound to the perpetual cycle, all of it so awful and wonderful and inescapable. To love was to live, and to live was to die.”
― Laura Steven, Our Infinite Fates

“We three were made to fit together, and I am not entirely myself unless I am nestled between the two of them. We are children of the same rotten family, survivors of the same intimate war. We will always be lovers, for ever bonded, across distance and time.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood