“...I like to be around all these books. They’re very good at making you forget your troubles. It’s like having a million friends, wrapped in paper and scrawled in ink”
“The young always think they’re invincible, right until the moment they learn otherwise. Usually, the hard way”
“Humans make art to remember and be remembered,” said Caius. “Art is their weapon against forgetting.”
“One needs only a single match to start a fire”
“Memories make us who we are,” he said. “Without them, we are nothing.”
“Echo looked around at her sea of tomes, and a single word came to mind: tsundoku. It was the Japanese word for letting books pile up without reading them all.”
“Every good fairy tale has a kernel of truth to it.”
“She had gone to the library in search of hope, but what she'd found instead was a child. It would take her many years to realize that the two were not so different.”
“She was fond of books. They were an escape from responsibilities,”
“When in doubt, bravado. Always bravado.”
“Where flowers bloom, you'll find your way, through the darkness and the flames, but beware the price that you must pay, for only the worthy will know my name.”
“But the only thing worse than remembering the feel of Rose in his arms, the softness of her black and white feathers, the sound of her voice when she sang quietly to herself, would be forgetting it.”
“If war had taught him anything, it was that it took the people who deserved long and happy lives and gave them short, brutal ones instead.”
“But think carefully on it. Names are not a thing to be rushed. There’s power in names.”
“Dorian's scar itched. It did that when he was agitated, or angry, or experiencing anything one might call emotion. Or when rain was on the horizon, but he didn't think that was entirely relevant to why it was itching now.”
“Backpfeifengeicht," Echo said. It was one of her favorite words. German. A face made for punching. It sited Ruby perfectly.
Confusion flitted across Ruby's face for a half second. It was the sweetest half second of her life.
"What does that mean?" Ruby said. Echo could almost taste how much it pained her to ask that.
Echo smiled, saccharine sweet. "Look it up”
“Besides”—Jasper smiled, teeth pearly white and predatory—“it’ll be a cold day in hell when I complain about having a hot piece like you in my bed.”
“Not the truth, but close enough. Maybe she ought to make that her life motto”
“Echo lived her life according to two rules, the first of which was simple: don't get caught.
........ Some rules it would seam were meant to be broken..........
Rule number two, Echo thought snagging a pork bun from a food stall as she sailed past it. If you do get caught, run.”
“It would be earth-shatteringly poor manners for you to whip out your sword in my home.” And then, oh sublime horror, Jasper winked. “After all, we’ve only just met.”
“If her hormones had a face, she would slap it.”
“If Tanith’s insincerity were gold, Caius thought, I’d be a rich man indeed.”
“A magic-wielding psycho with a grudge might have been hot on her heels, but she hadn’t eaten since the slice of cold pizza she’d had for breakfast.”
“Warlocks had been human once, but dark magic came with a price, and their humanity had been the cost of their power.”
“Jasper was staring at Dorian, golden eyes guarded but keen. Caius tried to see his friend as Jasper did. Scarred skin impossibly fair. Gray hair with a soft luster that made it look almost silver. A single blue eye, as clear as the sea at morning. Jasper’s nest was a testament to his appreciation of beautiful things, and Dorian was lovely, even with his scars, even if he never recognized it in himself.”
“tsundoku. It was the Japanese word for letting books pile up without reading them all.”
“Young?” Echo took another look at the date. “This is a hundred years old.” “Youth is a relative concept.”
“You broke, and I wanted to pick you up and put the pieces back together.”
“I still love him. And here's the worst part. I want him back. - Ree”
“All peoples think they are forever," he growled softly. "They do not believe they will ever not be. The Sinnissippi were that way. They did not think they would be eradicated. But that is what happened. Your people, Nest, believe this of themselves. They will survive forever, they think. Nothing can destroy them, can wipe them so completely from the earth and from history that all that will remain is their name and not even that will be known with certainty. They have such faith in their invulnerability.
Yet already their destruction begins. It comes upon them gradually, in little ways. Bit by bit their belief in themselves erodes. A growing cynicism pervades their lives. Small acts of kindness and charity are abandoned as pointless and somehow indicative of weakness. Little failures of behavior lead to bigger ones. It is not enough to ignore the discourtesies of others; discourtesies must be repaid in kind. Men are intolerant and judgmental . They are without grace. If one man proclaims that God has spoken to him, another quickly proclaims that his God is false. If the homeless cannot find shelter, then surely they are to blame for their condition. If the poor do not have jobs, then surely it is because they will not work. If sickness strikes down those whose lifestyle differs from our own, then surely they have brought it on themselves.
Look at your people, Nest Freemark. They abandon their old. They shun their sick. They cast off their children. They decry any who are different. They commit acts of unfaithfulness, betrayal, and depravity every day. They foster lies that undermine beliefs. Each small darkness breeds another. Each small incident of anger, bitterness, pettiness, and greed breeds others. A sense of futility consumes them. They feel helpless to effect even the smallest change. Their madness is of their own making, and yet they are powerless against it because they refuse to acknowledge its source. They are at war with themselves, but they do not begin to understand the nature of the battle being fought."
-pages 96-97”
“Your heart gives you your power, Regina. Follow it, fight with it, and you cannot be defeated”
“Согласно инфляционной теории более чем 100 млрд галактик, сияющих в пространстве как небесные бриллианты, являются не чем иным, как росписью квантовой механики. По моему мнению, осознание этого является одним из величайших чудес современной научной эпохи.”
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