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'“No!” Larkin’s voice roared through the courtroom. “This ain’t justice! This is theft! Stealing my wife! My children! My life!”'

😭😭😭😭😭

This legal fight over Charity and her daughters' freedom is even more heartbreaking than the plantation chapters. Jesus

'Charity spoke softly. “You saw us, Mr. Stevens. You knew what this meant for us. How could you look at my girls and argue they were anything but free?”

“Again, the law,” he said, his voice quieter now, “does not bend to sentiment. If it did, it would no longer be the law.”

“Then the law is broken. And so are the men who stand behind it.”'

Thanks I fucking hate it

“...I’m not a man who’s ever feared pale foolishness dressed up as power.”

Damn!! Get 'em!!!

“I do think I am better than you. I know I am better than all of you. What a pity I wasted my life falling for Southern scum like Charles. Maybe if I crawl on my hands and knees, my family will take me back. A proper Northern lady, redeemed from the filth of you and your kind.”

Damn!! Lmao

“...I had thought—quite naïvely—that any man who held slaves must surely be of great wealth. But his station is far humbler than I had been led to believe. And I found myself little more than his handmaiden, running to his every need. A wife in name, but I was a servant, nearly a slave!”

What a dumbass

'“What’s up? Are they asleep or murdered? D-damn them!” he bawled in a thick voice...'

They did just get axe murdered so lol

"He had not a minute more to lose. He pulled the axe quite out, swung it with both arms, scarcely conscious of himself, and almost without effort, almost mechanically, brought the blunt side down on her head."

Omg????

'“But you say she is hideous?” observed the officer. “Yes, she is so dark-skinned and looks like a soldier dressed up, but you know she is not at all hideous....”'

🥴🥴

'“She is first-rate,” he said. “You can always get money from her. She is as rich as a Jew, she can give you five thousand roubles at a time and she is not above taking a pledge for a rouble....”'

Damn

Damn this must've been cathartic for the author 🔥🔥

'“Kelsier was a great man,” Vin said quietly as Elend began to stroke her hair. “But … there were things about him, Elend. Frightening things. He was intense, reckless, even a bit cruel. Unforgiving. He’d slaughter people without guilt or concern, simply because they upheld the Final Empire or worked for the Lord Ruler....”'

God that's so sexy

'“Don’t you ever wonder that, Elend. Kelsier was my teacher, but I didn’t love him. Not like I love you.”

[...]

“Why not?” Elend eventually asked.

“Well, he was old, for one thing.”

WHATEVER I still ship it 💁🏽‍♀️

'“When Junior’s here, I sleep in this room on the floor.” His hand motioned to the grimy chains near the end of the bed. “Sometimes I’m chained to his bedside. Not allowed to wear nothing but a shirt . . .”'

Jesus

"Henri was mourning. The land he once knew was a dissolving flash. Although he could still chant prayers, Henri could no longer remember his true name, forgotten somewhere in the murky waters of time and grief. His age was somewhere in his late teens, though he couldn’t be sure."

This is so sad

"It hadn’t been heroic strength or mystical power that had let Vin defeat the emperor. She’d merely figured out the trick that he’d been using to make himself immortal, and she’d fortunately—almost accidentally—exploited his weakness. She wasn’t brave or clever. Just lucky."

Most anticlimactic final boss battle EVER

'...He followed his beautiful mother and asked her to please fart on his face. “Please, Mama!” he pleaded, laughing and begging her to fart on his face. And then you could see that she did. And he doubled over with delight. “Again, Mama! Again!”'

Wtf am I reading

"Sometimes around cats I want to crush their skulls. But I never have and I never would. I did kill caterpillars, and once I wanted to hurt a little girl named Natalie. I killed the caterpillars with a rock and I watched the green and yellow ooze from their squished bodies."

What am I reading

"My father wanted to fuck me, and sometimes he wanted to kill me. Sometimes it was both. I don’t know how many times he cut me with a knife. Sometimes he was threatening to kill me with it, other times he cut inside my pussy. Was he trying to circumcise me? Maybe he was trying to cut my pleasure out, to remove his pleasure."

Wtf????

"The first two nights I couldn’t stop masturbating, thinking about my father being so close. At the other end of the house, alone, sleeping in the bed with the walnut headboard. I couldn’t help it. I wanted and I didn’t want him to come in and fuck me. On the third night he did."

Yeah idk about this

"My father wanted me. I felt his eyes on my shoulders and neck, on my legs, my breasts, and my hips. I held my body differently when I knew he was looking. I wanted to be sexy. I walked differently when I knew he was watching me from behind. Watching me as I walked back and forth from the house to the shore. Watching me take off the white shirt I wore over my bathing suit when I sat to read before I swam."

JFC

"[...] My father controlled my mind, my body, my desire. I wanted him. I went home. I went back for more."

Jesus

"There was no such thing as safety, not here or anywhere. I was once again immersed in a world where predators not only survived, but thrived, where they were rewarded for the very qualities that made them good predators."

"Slavery isn’t just a story of brutality; it’s a story of resistance and opposition. This discomfort isn’t about the history itself, it’s about what it forces us to acknowledge: that we are still grappling with a system built on the subjugation of Black and brown bodies, not just admitting that slavery existed but refusing to see the humanity of those who survived it."

'In July 2023, Florida’s Black history curriculum included the audacious claim that “slaves developed skills” that could be used for “personal benefit.”'

Jesus I forgot about this stupidity

"Misinformation is an old, strong tool; it distorts history, manipulates narratives, and fuels power. Misinformation makes it possible to win elections , spark wars, and turn neighbors into enemies with the stroke of a pen or a simple click. The danger of being misled is more than ignorance; it’s political and social vulnerability...."

That's one way to start an intro to a novel with a title like that

This immigrant story is hitting me in the feels

"America does what the army does, just at a larger and more insidious scale. The programming begins at birth: America is the greatest country on earth. We are the best, down with all the rest, and if we have to torture a thousand innocent people to prove it, so be it. When you believe you’re the best, the chosen ones, then the end can always be made to justify the means."

'“I can promise you that these are bad guys. If I have to torture a thousand innocent people in order to save one American life, I’ll do it, no question!”'

'...the captain ... talked about the difference between what had been defined by the Bush Administration as “enhanced interrogation techniques”—things like stress positions, sleep deprivation, and the infamous waterboarding—versus what he called “real torture.” Torture was what bad guys did, like cutting off fingers and pulling out teeth. We didn’t do that stuff. We were the good guys.'