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“Death by routine.”

“I thought of my brothers, afraid to dig any deeper hiding suspicions. All these sons, covering up for the sins of their fathers. Keeping their secrets, without even asking for the truth. All these things they didn’t truly want to know. Daughters, though. Daughters are different.”

“This shared confidence was the most essential quality in business: the confidence to try; the confidence that you had something to offer, that you had a vision worth seeing through.
The more you believed, the more you could convince others to believe too.”

“I had been built by my mother’s absence. Had grown out of its shock. The worst thing I could imagine had happened, and surviving it was the thing that had finally, fully made me truly unafraid.”

“.. she was happy to keep me around when I was of use, which became less so as I aged. That she played a long game… or maybe it wasn’t a game at all, but an opportunity she couldn’t pass up. We’d lived our lives that way - so much of chance was really just opportunity taken.”

“I could sense the potential in a building just like I could see it in a person. Better yet, I could convince others to see it as well.”

“And yet, it had the air of something I couldn’t quite put my finger on: a sign of things emerging, changing.
A warning, that things were beginning here too.
This wasn’t how things were supposed to go.”

“Narcissists think they’re smarter than everyone else. But that doesn’t mean that they are. That’s how they get caught. They make mistakes, they underestimate the intelligence of police. And they underestimate the intelligence of their victims.”

“Don’t let them take you take a second location. Your chances of surviving an assault at any given location are 97%. Your chances of survival if you are take to a second location drop to 30%. It was abduction 101.”

“I’m tired of making compromises. I’m tired of not feeling 100%.”

“My mind whirls. Stop it Claire (self), you’re borrowing trouble. The dark whirlpool of emotions that ceased me early whirs in my mind.”

“‘The wind it’s stopped.’
He’s right somehow without their noticing it, the storm has worn itself out. In its wake, it leaves an eery stillness that makes them long for its return. This quiet feels like a held breath, a false calm and they can hear their own frightened breathing now.”

“Life is messy, we all know this. Terrible things happen. I learned that while I was still a child. But no matter what happens life is only a series of days. You can’t control more than a single day. But you can control one of them. Twenty-four hours can be curated.”

“We want what we can’t have and you are unobtainable. The good parts of you are fleeting and persuasive. I want to keep you safe forever. But even more than the pain and desperation is the relief. It’s finally over.”

“There comes a time when we must make a choice.”
“It was my fault. I shouldn’t have put you in harms way. I tried.”
“I met them, the twins. In them, I see me and you. Those women, those sisters, I see what we could have been. Their love and fear and panic all intertwined. I understand them because we are them.”
“Because hurting them would destroy us. Hurting them is hurting us.”

“I have to remind you there’s something to fight for still. I can’t lose you to the monster that lives in your head. I have to separate it from you. Split you apart piece by piece. You’re still my sister.”

“The darkness in your eyes I realize is not the presence of something but the absence of light, like all the good has been sucked out of you and you’re hollow.”

“Anything for you, I think.”

“Regardless of how I’m feeling, nothing could be more painful than loving the dead.”

“‘At what cost will you stay the same Cassie?’ I shift to find her staring at me. ‘If change is what you need then it’s only natural to give into it. We all change and grow. You can’t resist it just because there’s comfort in the known.’
‘Pain is good right? It reminds you that you loved someone well enough.’”

“She acted strange. I wanted to ask, felt an irrepressible need to know. But something stopped me. What if I didn’t really want to know? What if allowing her to tell me would just exacerbate all that she was feeling? In that same vain, what if I didn’t have the strength to pretend any longer? The pain forms until my whole body is throbbing. It takes physical effort to know there’s hurting and not help.”

“‘I didn’t get why my family never wanted to be apart of it.’ Her eyes meet mine. ‘Why did you never want to be apart of it? Why is it so hard for you to be kind?’
‘Forward,’ I say, ‘forward.’
And just like that her fury gives way to sadness. ‘Time only moves in one direction Mom.’”

“It was the most important day of my life. The day I stopped working on my husband, on my farm, my family and returned to work on an old beloved project, myself.”

“Doubt your doubts before you doubt your faith sweetheart.
Sometimes the most obvious truths of our world are the ones that get buried most easily.
‘A man may work from sun up to sun down but a woman’s work is never done, never done.’”

“It’s always the helpless and beautiful ones that are kidnapped sure. But it’s also the helpless and beautiful ones who are saved.”

“It was ironic, we were close to alignment and I couldn’t agree more that my husband had been behaving as of late, like a silly little girl and yet also I had never felt more lost in a conversation.”

“‘You’re not going to run away?’
‘No, I’m not going to run away.’
At this point, it hardly feels like a concession. I have a foot that is literally hanging on by a thread. The rest of my body is torn and bruised and beaten and I’m so tired, that I have worried on several occasions in the last few hours, that I might fall asleep sitting up.”

“‘It’s up to you to decide how you wish to face it.’
‘I don’t know if I can face that pain again’ Elide
‘With that sort of injury, it would require facing a great many things inside yourself.’
‘Was it hard?’
‘Incredibly. But he did it. We did it.’”

“‘I was a slave once. You didn’t really think I’d allow myself to be so once again, did you?
You are not helpless. And if I could, I would seal you in an iron box for eternity. The king I wish to be is the opposite of what you are. And there is only one witch who will be my queen. World-walker no longer.’ Dorian said as he let go of Maeve’s mind.”

“The final Wyrdkey.
He dropped her arm, sliding the Wyrdkey into his pocket, and turned for the portal.
‘Kill me. Kill me, please.’
Damaris (sword) warned in his hand. Truth.”