Sometimes in life, you have to grab your so-called destiny by the throat and wring its neck.
“The things men will do in pursuit of their egos. If they'll tear down countries for it, maybe they could do something good with it, too.”
― Daughter of No Worlds
― Daughter of No Worlds
“Our life settled into a pulse, a heartbeat, a collection of breaths. In the silence between them, I memorized the cadence of Max's barefoot steps padding down the hallways at night, the way one single muscle in his throat twitched when he was stressed, the whisper of a laugh that always followed one of my quips (however unfunny). I learned that one side of his smile aways started first - the left side, a fraction of a second before the right - and that he loved ginger tea above all else and the list of things he wasn't made for.
And, in turn, he quietly memorized me, too. I knew he did, because one day I realized he had long ago stopped asking me how I took my tea and we mysteriously always had a never-ending stock of raspberries, even though I knew he didn't like them.”
― Daughter of No Worlds
And, in turn, he quietly memorized me, too. I knew he did, because one day I realized he had long ago stopped asking me how I took my tea and we mysteriously always had a never-ending stock of raspberries, even though I knew he didn't like them.”
― Daughter of No Worlds
“A performance shows people a pleasant lie,' I replied. 'Tonight I shoe them an ugly reality.”
― Daughter of No Worlds
― Daughter of No Worlds
“This realization - the realization that my goal, and the things I chose to sacrifice in my pursuit of it, no longer belonged to me alone - crushed me so suddenly that I could feel myself swaying beneath this new responsibility.”
― Daughter of No Worlds
― Daughter of No Worlds
“The worst thing, though,' I continued slowly, ' is to think that they are all buried somewhere in a hole, with so many other slaves. And I hate their deaths. But what I hate more is that there is no one left to remember their lives.'
No one but me.
'And who the hell are we,' he finally said, voice low and thick, 'to carry something so precious?”
― Daughter of No Worlds
No one but me.
'And who the hell are we,' he finally said, voice low and thick, 'to carry something so precious?”
― Daughter of No Worlds
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