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We kill a few people to stop a lot of people dying," Nyx said. "Wars kill a lot of people to keep a few people rich.

Life was what you did with what was done to you.

What folks don't realize, I think, is that very often "good" just means "competent." I

We must rewrite our story from one of fear to one of celebration.

Perhaps every society is a utopia when you fail to peel up all the layers and look at what's underneath

Women are just women." Mercia's forehead wrinkled. "Those women were bel dames.

Just keep in mind," Liaro said, "they're not going to remember the words. They'll remember how you made them feel. Make them feel something.

What is love anyway but a hunger no meal can satisfy?

Rumour has it you've turned castration into an occupation."
"You go cutting one guy's cock off and you never hear the end of it," Nyx said.

I have spent my life battling monsters. It was only in realizing that I was the monster, and choosing to destroy her, that I could save the world.

There are some stories that don't want telling," Gian said. "Some stories you tell, they make things worse. Not better.

When we were too frightened to save our own people, we murdered others.

Because until you know what you want to be, other people are just going to keep trying to make you into something useful for them.

That meant the only reliable way was ... through.

All you have to decide, as they say, is what you do with the time given.

What were all of them, really, but bits of something else? Bits of stars?

We worship the same God and we carry the same sins.

If you think there's a thing - anything - women didn't do in the past, you're wrong.

The women in my family were hardworking matriarchs. But the stories I saw on TV and movies and even in many books said they were anomalies

Humanity is a monster you can never kill.

The sand has rules. Fucked up rules, but rules nonetheless.

Aliens bled red, just like everybody else.

Nobody knows anybody. We're all working on blind faith.

She is equal parts manic brutality and strategic fuckery.

Light doesn't always keep the dark things away, Nyx said.

But I find soldiering false, a broken way to manage people who should be bound to you in love, not fear.

You need to change the whole system to be free, not just improve your part in it.

Men did not like women to weep. It reminded them of their own failings.

Women in Nasheen didn't grow up looking for husbands. They grew up looking for honor and glory.

She had traded that first womb for twenty notes and a case of Ras Tiegan beer.

You started caring about somebody, you did stupid things.

I remember throwing away a child.

Because you may find yourself in a very bad position, Rohinmey," Dasai said. "If things go wrong, I do not want you to fight. I want you to live.

She had a lined, weathered face that put Roh in mind of the creased leather spines of old books.

You will learn to love it. Or it will destroy you. Neither is unpleasant.

And next thing you know, six of my best apprentices get purged for minor paperwork discrepancies and perhaps an unreported cock or two.

This trip just went from fucked up to totally fucking crazy shit.

Nyx had finished off a fifth of vodka for breakfast, since she'd sworn off whiskey.

How are you feeling?"
"Fit as a harem girl."
"You're as much a harem girl as I am a mullah," Suha said.

Her body sometimes amazed her. She could keep going long after she couldn't.

We Have Always Fought': Challenging the 'Women, Cattle and Slaves' Narrative

Someone had to fight the monsters. Who better than a monster?

Nobody really knows what I am," Nyx said. "Not until I put a bullet in their head.

The monsters don't live in the belly of the world like they all say. The monsters live inside of us. We make the monsters.

There was a fine line between madness and intelligence.

It all came apart once you started caring for something outside yourself.

When Lilia was four years old, her mother filled a shallow dish with Lilia's blood and fed it to the boars that patrolled the thorn fence.

Everything hurt. It meant she was alive.

Nyx was a lot of things, but forgettable wasn't one of them.

But I am a great pretender, sometimes so good at it that I convince myself that what I pretend is what is truly real.

The cunt is not the heart, though a lot of people get the two confused.

The wonderful thing about being ignorant is that it can be resolved very easily. Foolishness cannot.

People do not take actions based on logic. We make choices based on emotion. Every one of us. Then we use what we call logic to justify our choices.

Anything less than the desert was a dream.

Tea with a Chenjan. What was next? Ahmed thought. Dinner with bel dames?

Send a monster to kill a monster.

This is the power and promise of science fiction, this magic of creating and living in every possible future.

If it wasn't the Tai Mora, who would we fight? Ourselves? The Dhai? The Dorinah? Always another face, always the same face.

And some of us believe in freedom of the individual over the tyranny of the common good.

Every time Nyx thought she'd gotten out of the business of killing boys, she shot another one.

I'm a bloodletter, not a politician," Nyx said. "I just take off heads.

Your haters are not here for a conversation. They are here to keep you from doing your work.

And there is good money to be made when things are bad.

At the end of the world, the war was going to come down to throwing stones.

We all want a good many things, child, but it doesn't mean we get them,

The war had remade her. Reshaped her purpose. Why couldn't she unmake it again?

War makes monsters of us all. But what happens to those of us who no longer wish to be monsters?

I'm not trying to be mean,' Casamir says.
'Intent doesn't always matter.

Reality TV does actually have a message, folks. That message is selling and reinforcing capitalism, ignorance, and the status quo.

The most dangerous lie we tell ourselves is that writing novels shouldn't feel like a job.

Power is nothing without discipline. Power without discipline is short lived.

Nyx had to admit she had a soft spot for plain folks. There was something to be said for finding beauty in the rough.

Ras Tiegans fried everything, from grasshoppers to pickles to hunks of curried dog.

I've bled and fucked and died for this country, Nyx said.

She wanted to build a better world. So why did so many others want to keep it just the same?

We aren't going to win," Roh said. "No," Luna said, "but we're going to live.

Let's be real: if women were "naturally" anything, societies wouldn't spend so much time trying to police every aspect of their lives

There is no place for you in this new world," Fatima said.
"That's what I'm hoping," said Nyx. "If you had any goddamn sense, you'd hope so too.

Being fucked up is fine so long as you compensate for it.

I hate surprises, boss. The last surprise I got, somebody died.
Yeah, well. the last surprise I got, I went to prison.

Ahmed turned, and leaned into him. Kissed him on the mouth again.
"I'm pretty fucked up," Eshe said.
"It's a good thing I'm perfect, then.

You're scaring the help," Rhys said. He watched her now with his dark eyes.
"I scare a lot of people," Nyx said.

I'd internalized an astonishing amount of misogyny growing up that I didn't even recognize until my early twenties.

It was men, not God, who had done those things...

There is nothing I fear more than someone without memory. A person without memory is free to do anything she likes.

It was strange how you didn't realise how much you loved a place until you had lost it completely.

Nyx did what she always did after she shot a terrorist or garrotted a deserter. She carried on.

Your voice is powerful. Your voice has meaning. If it didn't, people wouldn't work so hard to silence you.
Remember that.

We all fight monsters, she knew. There was no shame in losing.

All you do is learn how to fight a war," Nyx said. "Nobody ever teaches you how to stop.

Take me there. Or is this a kidnapping? Don't confuse rescue and kidnapping. I have not asked to be rescued.

This is why I write. This is why I keep speaking. This is why I endure. Because if I don't tell my stories, someone else will.

I'm passionately interested in truth: truth is something that happens whether or not we see it, or believe it, or write about. Truth just is.

He's grown into quite the young man since you took him in."
"You say that like being a man's a good thing," Nyx said.