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My heart should be breaking, too, but there comes a point when you're so inured to loss that you no longer feel the lash.

A dress or a hairstyle wouldn't change a lifetime of indifference.

The whole world is like Whitewall's razors I burst out. It cuts us, and we bleed but there's no purpose to it.

I wanted proof, not promises.

I'd ask you in but I'm kind of sick of your face.

Maybe you can't save the world, but you'll never stop trying. It's the best thing about you.

I am a woman. I write SF. And it's not acceptable to treat me as anything less than an equal. I won't stand for it.

His smile is too beautiful for this world, and I am dying of love.

There are quiet ways to die where the body just doesn't notice that the heart is gone.

Maybe I was just one of those people who couldn't rest easy unless things went catastrophically wrong.

Do you miss him?" he asked. "Every day.

No history is ever unbiased.

The people I write are real to me, and basically, they tell me about their environments on a need-to-know basis.

Just ... love me, and let tomorrow look after itself.

But courage wasn't an absence of fear; it was fighting despite the knot in your stomach.

He sucked in a breath like he had a hole in his chest. Something

Men always want to be remembered whereas women realize that requires being dead.

Did he die well?
No, I thought. Nobody did. They just died.

But the truth is, the longer you love the same person, the more mysterious they become.

People need to believe they can make a difference - that one person standing strong can turn the tide.

I never knew I had the power to hurt him, only that he possessed the power to hurt me.

That's what I want without you running away afterward. I want to fall asleep and know there's no place you'd rather be.

I couldn't help what I'd done before I learned it was wrong. I could only do better in the future.

You can lick your wounds and miss me until you come searching for me ... because you're mine and I'm yours.

How many good soldiers will die, saving these civilians? And how many people will shrug later and say: That's their job.

But if you're to be punished regardless if we're caught wouldn't it be better to have done something worth the price?

I'll start with the Internet and work from there.

This face. I could love this face. And everything about the guy that goes along with it." - Nadia, Chapter Eight

(B)ut tiny troubles had a way of swelling, like ticks grown fat with blood.

This is my race, but these are not my people. I

But Perdition was a much asylum as prison, and when you were standing in somebody else's delusions, it was both polite and politic to play along.

His lashes, fluttered like butterfly wings. "I could've made you happy, dove." "You did," I whispered

Don't worry he tells me tenderly. It doesn't matter who you've been, who you are, or who you become. I'm with you every step of the way.

She has eyes that shine like a night-hunting cat, and she's so lethal she can kill somebody with just her pinky. I'm not kidding about that.

With my partner beside me, I fear nothing, not even death.

This guilt is a joke, and it's exhausting to watch you martyr yourself.

Nobody would ever be like Fade. That much, I knew.

People were mirrors turned inward to infinity, where all choices and roads not taken led to an endless shifting of self.

I'd never known it was possible to love as he did - with complete devotion yet devoid of promises.

My common sense had already packed a bag, prepared to abandon me for the evening.

He tastes like sweet wine and promises [...]

His reply offers infinite solace in a single word. Always.

That's when I realize - he's afraid of me every bit as much as he is of Vel. We're like the wicked witch and her demon familiar or something.

Sometimes when you meet someone, there's a click. I don't believe in love at first sight but I believe in that click. Recognition.

Because it takes more courage to heal the world's hurts than to inflict them.

My skill didn't lie in planning battles, only in fighting them.

I'd call for an escort, but I think it's ill-advised to reveal that my lover may have a psychotic episode if he's not medicated.

There was no hiding my ignorance this time. They should be used to it by now.

Fall for someone you know will leave you,
sooner rather than later.

Brown bird welcomes white wave. Wander no more, dear traveler.

It's always been him saving me ... and I'm not used to that.

He's worth fighting for, but I won't change who I am for any man. No more than he should alter himself to suit me.

My heart hurt when I remembered him, but the alternative was forgetting, and that was the final kind of death - when nobody told your story anymore.

It's easy to do right when everything goes right. But let everything go wrong, and see how difficult it becomes.

I know just how he feels that it's come to this. Sometimes, love isn't enough, even when it's all you have.

A huntress never stabbed anything she didn't want to.

I had a respected SF writer call me 'girlie' and demand that I get him a coffee, before the panel we were on together.

I'm as forgiving as the wall you hit at two hundred kilometers an hour.

We're both so fucking broken that I understand our strange attraction, a push-pull magnetism born of similar scars.

It's what you do that counts, not what you consider doing.

Hope is a waking dream," Jael quoted softly. "And it's the last thing to go. It torments you like a bird killing itself slowly against the glass.

For peace to take hold, one person must first stop fighting.

I should've realized I needed to go all the way to hell to find my soul.

I think it says, 'Color will not fade.

There's a hollow where he used to be, and it echoes with self-imposed loss.

It doesn't work that way. Each love is unique. Special. Giving to one never takes away from another. Those might be the wisest words I've ever heard.

He was beautiful in a way that hurt me, but it was the sweetest pain I ever knew, better even than the scars I took on my naming day.

I so enjoy it when people assume I'm stupid."
"Not that, just very focused on killing.

When people stop writing down their stories, the soul of the world is lost.

What was the good of having such a fine home if you weren't willing to fight for it?

My heart raced. He needs you, I thought. Don't let him down. I couldn't remember ever being so happy ... or so scared.

Sometimes certainty can sound an awful lot like madness.

I'm Sirantha Jax, and I have had enough.

Did you ever try to stop that girl when she's running? I'd have more luck roping the wind.

He would bear scars because of me, as I carried them for him.

A curve of silver hung amid the brighter specks; it looked to me like a curved dagger, pretty but deadly, as if it might slice the sky in two.

But it was like a dance across a field strewn with razors, and I bled with every step I took.

Each love is unique. Special. Giving to one never takes away from another.

I've found we hate most in others what we can't stand about ourselves.

I've heard if you pretend long enough - or maybe wish hard enough - faking normal becomes real. I'm counting on that. Until then, I'll carry on.

He is not the same person as when we
met, but ... neither am I. Time has refined us, but instead of pushing us apart, we're closer than ever.

Headlong is my natural state, not prudent patience.

If you don't tell me what's on your mind, I can't guess

And maybe what I meant when I said that about Deuce is I don't want to do without her.

A good huntress respected her partners instincts, even if he was socially ignorant.

We shattered, but we put the pieces back together, and I love the way your fractures shine.

You could call what comes next mercy killing, but it's not, really. There's no mercy in any of us. I just want them to stop twitching. There's

You don't need to be afraid of falling // when there's someone around
to catch you.

Sometimes broken things heal crooked. The pieces didn't fit anymore.

Yeah, sorry. I can't help my genetics. Take your frustration out on me if it'll make you feel better, but don't mess up my pretty face.

I always have someplace else I'd rather be, even if I don't know where that is, yet.

But I miss the woman I was, even as I learn to accept the new creature I've become.

There are shades of warmth from the sweet ember of possibility to the roaring fire that fills your soul.

Backed by a long, proud history of not-dying, I know when someone's serious.

The idea didn't make me like her less, but I did feel sad and heavy, as if I'd lost something without ever knowing what it was.

They're fooling themselves," I say. "It's better to deal with your shit head on. Life doesn't get better if you look away.

I've had so many people leave, but this is the first time anyone's come back.

We find heroes, not on battlefields, but in hospitals that tend the injured. Sometimes I think it's easier to fight than it is to heal.

You ever have that feeling? Like you've known someone your whole life but you don't know them at all.

She reaches for me then, angry in her tenderness as only Dina can be. Not as a navigator, you dumb bitch.