“I feel like my life is a book, and someone turned the page before I was ready, and now I can’t follow the story.”
― Rachel Vincent, quote from The Stars Never Rise
“I opened my mouth to tell her that everything would be okay, but the words melted like sugar on my tongue-sweet yet insubstantial.”
― Rachel Vincent, quote from The Stars Never Rise
“Maddock stabbed his fried egg with his fork, and bright yellow yolk bled all over his plate like a sunshine hemorrhage.”
― Rachel Vincent, quote from The Stars Never Rise
“the truth is like a disease, let’s hope it spreads.”
― Rachel Vincent, quote from The Stars Never Rise
“history is written by the victor, and if the elderly don’t pass down their memories, eventually there won’t be anyone else left alive who knows how the war was really fought.”
― Rachel Vincent, quote from The Stars Never Rise
“Hey'? Seriously?" I spared a moment to be grateful that my voice worked when the rest of me seemed to be malfunctioning. "I pass out under your care, then wake up half paralyzed to hear that some kind of 'horde' is in our area, and that's your opener? 'Hey'?"
Finn shrugged while I glared up at him. "I almost went with 'Get up and help me pack before we're overrun by a horde of degenerates,' but I was afraid that might lead to more panic than the situation actually warrants."
"There's a limit to how much panic a situation like that warrants?”
― Rachel Vincent, quote from The Stars Never Rise
“Thanks' is the typical response when someone goes out of his way to supply you with new underwear so you can comfortably go into hiding because you're wanted on two counts of murder."
I found it hard to believe that particular scenario was common enough to have a typical response, but...
"Thanks. And wow.”
― Rachel Vincent, quote from The Stars Never Rise
“It's not the amount of time that matters, Nina. It's what you do with it.”
― Rachel Vincent, quote from The Stars Never Rise
“A farmer slaughters his cattle because he must eat to survive, but he also protects the herd from thieves and predators. If you leave the pen, the wolves will find you, child.”
― Rachel Vincent, quote from The Stars Never Rise
“Thanks for that." I let go of the chain-link with one hand to gesture at the degenerate below. Then I climbed faster and threw one leg over the top.
"Wait!" he said as I lowered myself from link to link on the other side of the fence. "Who are you?"
"Who am I?" The rogue exorcist teenager wanted to know who I was? "Who are you?"
"I'm...just trying to help. Why was it following you?"
Following me? The goose bumps on my arms had nothing to do with my predawn cold.
"I guess my soul smelled yummy.”
― Rachel Vincent, quote from The Stars Never Rise
“Devi laughed, the sound bounced off the walls around us. The degenerates heard her. and their pulses tripped faster, triggering an increase in my own heart rate. "The plan is to send the bastards back to hell, then dance on their corpses."
"She's kidding about the dance." Reese's gaze was focused on the end of the alley, his eyes narrowed in concentration as he listened.
Finn stepped up to my side. "No, she's not.”
― Rachel Vincent, quote from The Stars Never Rise
“You were sent here to die. You were the one that was not needed, was not wanted, and they sent you here because they knew you would never come back.”
― Rosamund Hodge, quote from Cruel Beauty
“Amy was mentally packing for a midnight flight to the mail coach to Dover (plan C), when Jane’s gentle voice cut through the listing of ovine pedigrees.
"Such a pity about the tapestries," was all she said. Her voice was pitched low but somehow it carried over both the shouting men.
Amy glanced sharply at Jane, and was rewarded by a swift kick to the ankle. Had that been a ‘say something now!’ kick, or a ‘be quiet and sit still’ kick? Amy kicked back in inquiry. Jane put her foot down hard over Amy’s. Amy decided that could be interpreted as either ‘be quiet and sit still’ or ‘please stop kicking me now!'
Aunt Prudence had snapped out of her reverie with what was nearly an audible click. "Tapestries?" she inquired eagerly.
"Why, yes, Mama," Jane replied demurely. "I had hoped that while Amy and I were in France we might be granted access to the tapestries at the Tuilleries."
Jane’s quiet words sent the table into a state of electric expectancy. Forks hovered over plates in mid-air; wineglasses tilted halfway to open mouths; little Ned paused in the act of slipping a pea down the back of Agnes’s dress. Even Miss Gwen stopped glaring long enough to eye Jane with what looked more like speculation than rancour.
"Not the Gobelins series of Daphne and Apollo!" cried Aunt Prudence.
"But, of course, Aunt Prudence," Amy plunged in. Amy just barely restrained herself from turning and flinging her arms around her cousin. Aunt Prudence had spent long hours lamenting that she had never taken the time before the war to copy the pattern of the tapestries that hung in the Tuilleries Palace. "Jane and I had hoped to sketch them for you, hadn’t we, Jane?"
"We had," Jane affirmed, her graceful neck dipping in assent. "Yet if Papa feels that France remains unsafe, we shall bow to his greater wisdom."
At the other end of the table, Aunt Prudence was wavering. Literally. Torn between her trust in her husband and her burning desire for needlepoint patterns, she swayed a bit in her chair, the feather in her small silk turban quivering with her agitation.
"It surely can’t be as unsafe as that, can it, Bertrand?" She leant across the table to peer at her husband through eyes gone nearsighted from long hours over her embroidery frame.
"After all, if dear Edouard is willing to take responsibility for the girls…"
"Edouard will take very good care of us, I’m sure, Aunt Prudence! If you’ll just read his letter, you’ll see – ouch!" Jane had kicked her again.”
― Lauren Willig, quote from The Secret History of the Pink Carnation
“One of the things Lissianna had learned through the centuries was that there was nothing more dangerous than a zealot.”
― Lynsay Sands, quote from A Quick Bite
“But Billy had done good deeds all the time. So had John Wayne Gacy, and dozens of others. It didn’t matter. It was all part of the disguise. Jazz realized that he couldn’t trust even his noblest impulses. They might not be genuine. They might just be camouflage.”
― Barry Lyga, quote from I Hunt Killers
“But no one can lose sight of what he desires. Even if there are moments when he believes the world and the others are stronger. The secret is this: do not surrender.”
― Paulo Coelho, quote from The Fifth Mountain
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