Ann Aguirre Quotes
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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.
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 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.
Maybe I was just one of those people who couldn't rest easy unless things went catastrophically wrong.
The people I write are real to me, and basically, they tell me about their environments on a need-to-know basis.
People need to believe they can make a difference - that one person standing strong can turn the tide.
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.
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?
This face. I could love this face. And everything about the guy that goes along with it." - Nadia, Chapter Eight
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.
People were mirrors turned inward to infinity, where all choices and roads not taken led to an endless shifting of self.
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.
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.
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.
I had a respected SF writer call me 'girlie' and demand that I get him a coffee, before the panel we were on together.
We're both so fucking broken that I understand our strange attraction, a push-pull magnetism born of similar scars.
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.
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.
My heart raced. He needs you, I thought. Don't let him down. I couldn't remember ever being so happy ... or so scared.
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.
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.
met, but ... neither am I. Time has refined us, but instead of pushing us apart, we're closer than ever.
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
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.
There are shades of warmth from the sweet ember of possibility to the roaring fire that fills your soul.
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.
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.