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“I am not a monster, that’s what he wanted to say, but he couldn’t. He hadn’t found a way to make it true”
― Victoria Schwab, This Savage Song

“I know it hurts,” she said. “So make it worth the pain.” “How?” “By not letting go,” she said softly. “By holding on, to anger, or hope, or whatever it is that keeps you fighting.”
― Victoria Schwab, Our Dark Duet

“August had never been afraid of dying, for all he thought about it. It bothered him, of course, the idea of being unmade, but his own death was a concept he couldn’t grasp, no matter how hard he tried. But loss—that was a thing that scared him. The loss of those he cared for.”
― Victoria Schwab, Our Dark Duet

“In an auditorium full of stares, his was the gaze she felt. in a classroom full of students learning lies, he scribbled the truth in the margins. In a school that clung to the illusion of safety, he didn't shy from talk of violence. He didn't belong there, the way she didn't belong there, and that shared strangeness made her feel like she knew him.”
― Victoria Schwab, This Savage Song