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“In the dream, we are strangers knee to knee on a train. It’s the most we ever
touch. I still write about you. I still end up here. There is something to be said
for a love that refuses to melt.”

“This is all to say, his motivations are not unexplainable. They are, in fact, aggravatingly practical—driven by greed, augmented by a desire for control, shot through with a cat’s instinct for toying with its prey. A reminder, perhaps, that abusers do not need to be, and rarely are, cackling maniacs. They just need to want something, and not care how they get it.”

“I was cracked open, ready for wonder.”

“Maybe all powerful men are cowards at heart, because in their hearts they know power is temporary.”

“The will to be polite, to maintain civility and normalcy, is fearfully strong. I wonder sometimes how much evil is permitted to run unchecked simply because it would be rude to interrupt it.”

“Don’t know where you’re headed, but it seems far. Keep your dog close, don’t take rides from men in nice cars, and steer clear of the law.”

“after years of rootless wandering, years of drifting down the subtle trails of stories with a restless ache in her heart, she found herself at last content to be still.”

“It’s a profoundly strange feeling, to stumble across someone whose desires are shaped so closely to your own, like reaching toward your reflection in a mirror and finding warm flesh under your fingertips. If you should ever be lucky enough to find that magical, fearful symmetry, I hope you’re brave enough to grab it with both hands and not let go. I wasn’t. Then.”

“I happen to believe every story is a love story if you catch it at the right moment, slantwise in the light of dusk.”

“It’s not a very heroic introduction, is it? But—if you’re an in-between sort of creature with no family and no money, with nothing but your own two legs and a silver coin—sometimes running away is the only thing you can do.”

“His skin is hot, almost feverish beneath my fingers, and I think dizzily that I know exactly why Icarus flew so high: when you’ve spent too long in the dark, you’ll melt your own wings just to feel the sun on your skin.”

“why is there someone named Heathcliff in your contacts” I don’t normally like romance in books because it’s never as good as I can imagine, but much like Wuthering Heights this is working on me.

"The one who will never submit to being driven mad by you."

Finally getting a little bit interesting? Only took *checks notes* 962 pages.

"There is never violence in our homes in Gilead," said Aunt Beatrice.

mmk sure girl whatever you say I guess

In an ever darkening world at least there's this fun little book with dragons. For a time, whatever time is, I can pretend I'm not here.

"How I picture it: For months, maybe even years, I folded and folded my happiness until I couldn’t fold it anymore, until it fit under my tongue, and I held it there. I kept silent in order to hold it. I taught myself to read his face and dim mine, a good mirror."

“The tears came then, streaming down in a silent current—for those I had lost, all that was forever beyond my reach. Gasps wrung from my throat in a broken rhythm. And I allowed myself this weakness, because I could no longer hold it in. For I could not dispel the sinking dread that no matter what I did, death and suffering trailed in my wake as surely as the night follows the dusk.”

This main character is a moldy piece of white bread. Actually, that's an insult to the bread. He's worse.

This should be required reading if you even want to look at a vagina.