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“It wasn’t right for a woman to feel such things, but I felt them, and I was a woman. What did that make me?”

“‘War doesn’t determine who’s right. War determines who remains.’”

“‘Why does it matter how the universe came to be?’

‘Because you’re part of it. Because you exist. And unless you want to only ever be a tiny modicum of existence that doesn’t understand its relation to the grander web of things, you will explore.’”

“She realized, too, that she felt about praise the way that hat addicts felt about opium. Each time she received a fresh infusion of flattery, she could think only about how to get more of it. Achievement was a high. Failure was worse than withdrawal[. . .] She craved praise so deeply that she felt it in her bones. And just like an addict, she did whatever she could to get it.”

“Once we fear to take a stand, tyranny will have won.”

“It had to be someone. Why not you?”

“May the gods help me. I’m attracted to my wife.” The absolute horror

“Contractors have mastered a plantation model in their line of work, exploiting whatever sense of community that might exist among Latinx people. The workers think there are people along the chain of command who are watching out for them, but melanin and accents are ineffective binding substances.”

“‘I ask them if they’ve ever been discriminated against, and they all say yes. So I tell them the LGBTQ community is discriminated against just like they are, and it is their job as people who have been hurt by prejudice to not hurt anyone else. And they all get it.’”

“I fucking hate thinking of migrants as butterflies. Butterflies can’t fuck bitch up.” LMAO

“It is easier, swearing ourselves to someone else’s cause than to sit with who we are without one”

“Had I known they’d be the last words I’d say to him aloud, I might have chosen them differently.” HUH? What do you meannnnnnnn ???? why would you do this to me

“When the shadows grow long, when our names turn to dust, what we loved, what we hated, will spoil to rust. All will be forgotten, save one truth, unshaken. . . What did we do when the children were taken?”

I am in love with this book so far

“There once was a girl, clever and good, who tarried in shadow in the depths of the wood. There also was a King—a shepherd by his crook, who reigned over magic and wrote the old book. The two were together, so the two were the same: The girl, the King. . . and the monster they became.” The hype for this book is appropriate so far!

“I’m drowning in you Bree. I shouldn’t want to. I should fight it. But I can’t.”
“So drown”

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“If we weren’t pretending, I would want all of you, Bree Matthew’s. I want you whole. I want you entire.”