“It’s terrifying to realize your own decisions are shaping your destiny.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“Perhaps scorpions were the only ones who could save each other.
Whatever lay ahead, it would always be the two of us above the rest of the universe, and woe to any who dared step in out path.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“Our ancestors sought knowledge, but we, their descendants, glorify ignorance.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“We are all of us bust stardust shaped into conscious being.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“A Diabolic is ruthless. A Diabolic is powerful. A Diabolic has a single task: Kill in order to protect the person you've been created for.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“Some might call us a monstrous pair, and they would be right. Tyrus and I were both scorpions in our way, dangerous creatures crossing the most treacherous of rivers together. Together we might sting - but we also would float.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“Everyone believed Diabolics were fearless, but in my earliest years, all I knew was fear.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“The Emperor wishes me to send my innocent little lamb to the slaughter. No. Instead, I'll send him my anaconda.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“I would not just disappear into a void as though I'd never existed. I would not accept that I was less than these people just because they'd designed me that way.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“But then, I’ve always believed love is the most volatile substance in the universe. It erupts, it incinerates, and then it simply flames out. . . .”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“People spoke so reverently of affection. For me, it seemed a torment. I couldn’t believe people enjoyed these feelings. How could someone relish this excruciating need to secure a claim on another human?”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“I do. I love you, Tyrus.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“Love. Comfort. I didn’t know what those were, but I wanted them. I would have them. I closed the distance and snapped the man’s neck.
As the third corpse dropped to the floor at my feet, the Matriarch smiled.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“I've missed you too. Have you been well?"
"No," I said.
She smiled sadly. "Nor have I."
But that was going to change now. For both of us.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“Have you ever observed a tiger? A true breed like the ones in the Chrysanthemum? Not those kittenish sorts like those in our cloisters. They're all muscle and sinew, with jaws powerful enough to break the strongest man, yet if you see them stalk prey, if you see them hunt- the sheer strength gives them more grace than the most refined of delicate creatures. That's Nemesis.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“I had braced myself for imminent death, and there you exploded upon us like some avenging angel. I have grown used to the idea that human beings die or they betray and I could only rely on myself, but that's not true anymore. I feel I can trust you. That may seem so small an admission, but from me, it is the greatest compliment I can ever give.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“That was when I realized for the first time that Sidonia Impyrean—meek, fearful, shy, and gentle—could be indomitable.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“I looked at the stone, fragmented and cratered by my rage and jealousy. So this was a visual representation of a Diabolic’s affection, then: an ugly, broken, blood-spattered stone.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“If he was her murderer, I had a lifetime to figure it out. I could avenge her tomorrow if I learned he’d done it. I could avenge her in ten years if I learned in ten years, and I’d have ten beautiful years before that. I would always mourn Sidonia, but I had survived this loss once and I could survive it again.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“You are brave and honorable and strong, and you are the only one who can see me as I am.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“...disfrutaría de la venganza más verdadera de todas: haría que mi vida tuviera un sentido.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“Quiero que el ser humano se convierta en una criatura que piense, planifique y se esfuerce por conseguir más, y no lo que somos ahora, esta especie indolente y perezosa que deje que se marchiten lentamente las innovaciones de nuestros ancestros mientras hace caso omiso de los peligros que se van acumulando a nuestro alrededor.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“...con el paso de tiempo, todos estos libros cayeron en el más absoluto desuso. Nadie se molestó en destruirlos, así que yo los coleccionó.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“No seré tu diabólica. Pero sí seré tu emperatriz.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“Yet her feelings for me mattered less to me than my feelings for her. For”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“The Emperor wishes me to send my innocent little lamb to the slaughter. No. Instead, I’ll send him my anaconda.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“I had only two goals going forward: to fool people into thinking I was Sidonia, and of course, to try not to die.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“Tyrus stepped down from his dais, and he was blinding like the sun itself with his halo of hair done in the Helionic ceremonial fashion, his effervescent gold ceremonial coat. But in that face that could look utterly ruthless, there was a softness, a need, and he said, 'Nemesis, did you hear her speak?'
I looked up at him, so wary, choking on uncertainty. 'How could I miss it?'
'I did this for you. This was all for you. The universe may deliver itself into my possession, and I'll still feel as though I've lost everything without you by my side. I am madly in love with you, and I hope to all the stars you still feel something for me.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“...yo siempre he creído que el amor es la sustancia más volátil del universo. Estalla, incinera y después se extingue sin más.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
“Sei straordinaria" disse piano. È molto egoista da parte mia riuscire solo a pensare che ti voglio solo per me?" Mi misi a balbettare. "Mi vuoi... in... che senso...?" Curvò la bocca in uno strano sorriso. E poi mi baciò.”
― S.J. Kincaid, quote from The Diabolic
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“Een dolk en een masker,' fluisterde Lucien. 'Over een paar maanden zul je nog gevaarlijker zijn dan je nu al bent.”
― Mary Hoffman, quote from City of Masks
“The dagger belonged to Artemis Entreri. Pasha Pook’s prime assassin.”
― R.A. Salvatore, quote from The Crystal Shard
“far as I knew. Never thought one way or the other when Mama used to take her “naps” in the middle of Christmas or Thanksgiving dinner. Never said to myself, Mama’s not napping, she’s passed-out drunk. Never even questioned”
― Rebecca Wells, quote from Little Altars Everywhere
“If there is no love, what is there?" she cried, almost jeering.
"There is," he said, in a voice of pure abstraction, "a final me which is stark and impersonal and beyond responsibility. So there is a final you. And it is there I would want to meet you-not in the emotional loving plane-but there beyond, where there is no speech and no terms of agreement. There we are two stark, unknown beings, two utterly strange creatures, I would want to approach you, and you me. And there could be no obligation, because there is no standard for action there, because no understanding has been reaped from that plane. It is quite inhuman-so there can be no calling to book, in any form whatsoever-because one is outside the pale of all that is accepted, and nothing known applies. On can only follow the impulse, taking that which lies in front, and responsible for nothing, asked for nothing, giving nothing, only each taking according to the primal desire.”
― D.H. Lawrence, quote from Women in Love
“Howard had a pine display case, fastened by fake leather straps and stained to look like walnut. Inside, on fake velvet, were cheap gold-plated earrings and pendants of semiprecious stones. He opened this case for haggard country wives when their husbands were off chopping trees or reaping the back acres. He showed them the same half-dozen pieces every year the last time he came around, when he thought, This is the season - preserving done, woodpile high, north wind up and getting cold, night showing up earlier every day, dark and ice pressing down from the north, down on the raw wood of their cabins, on the rough-cut rafters that sag and sometimes snap from the weight of the dark and the ice, burying families in their sleep, the dark and the ice and sometimes the red in the sky through trees: the heartbreak of a cold sun. He thought, Buy the pendant, sneak it into your hand from the folds of your dress and let the low light of the fire lap at it late at night as you wait for the roof to give out or your will to snap and the ice to be too thick to chop through with the ax as you stand in your husband's boots on the frozen lake at midnight, the dry hack of the blade on ice so tiny under the wheeling and frozen stars, the soundproof lid of heaven, that your husband would never stir from his sleep in the cabin across the ice, would never hear and come running, half-frozen, in only his union suit, to save you from chopping a hole in the ice and sliding into it as if it were a blue vein, sliding down into the black, silty bottom of the lake, where you would see nothing, would perhaps feel only the stir of some somnolent fish in the murk as the plunge of you in your wool dress and the big boots disturbed it from its sluggish winter dreams of ancient seas. Maybe you would not even feel that, as you struggled in clothes that felt like cooling tar, and as you slowed, calmed, even, and opened your eyes and looked for a pulse of silver, an imbrication of scales, and as you closed your eyes again and felt their lids turn to slippery, ichthyic skin, the blood behind them suddenly cold, and as you found yourself not caring, wanting, finally, to rest, finally wanting nothing more than the sudden, new, simple hum threading between your eyes. The ice is far too thick to chop through. You will never do it. You could never do it. So buy the gold, warm it with your skin, slip it onto your lap when you are sitting by the fire and all you will otherwise have to look at is your splintery husband gumming chew or the craquelure of your own chapped hands.”
― Paul Harding, quote from Tinkers
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