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“A robber who steals a knife and cuts himself cannot cry out against the woman who kept it sharp.”
― Naomi Novik, Spinning Silver

“But it was all the same choice, every time. The choice between the one death and all the little ones.”
― Naomi Novik, Spinning Silver

“A heart's a heavy burden.”
― Diana Wynne Jones, Howl’s Moving Castle

“Only thin, weak thinkers despise fairy stories. Each one has a true, strange fact hidden in it, you know, which you can find if you look.”
― Diana Wynne Jones, Fire and Hemlock

“Words, he decided, were inadequate at best, impossible at worst. They meant too many things. Or they meant nothing at all.”
― Patricia A. McKillip, In the Forests of Serre

“The man was hit in one eye by a stone, and that eye turned inward so that it looked into his mind, and he died of what he saw there”
― Patricia A. McKillip, The Forgotten Beasts of Eld

“She is our moon. Our tidal pull. She is the rich deep beneath the sea, the buried treasure, the expression in the owl's eye, the perfume in the wild rose. She is what the water says when it moves.”
― Patricia A. McKillip, Solstice Wood

“Night is not something to endure until dawn. It is an element, like wind or fire. Darkness is its own kingdom; it moves to its own laws, and many living things dwell in it.”
― Patricia A. McKillip, Harpist in the Wind

“Tell me what it is like to die," I answered.
He dismounted from his horse, looking at me strangely the whole while. "You experience something similar every day," he said softly. "It is as familiar to you as bread and butter."
"Yes," I said. "It is like every night when I fall asleep."
"No. It is like every morning when you wake up.”
― Martine Leavitt, Keturah and Lord Death

“You, my lord, are the ending of all true stories.”
― Martine Leavitt, Keturah and Lord Death

“The girl knew that quarrels would come because their lives were intertwined - how passionately one defends a heart that is vulnerable.”
― Martine Leavitt, Keturah and Lord Death

“There was no breath in him, no flush of blood, no taint of sweat or tears. Next to him, I felt the grossness of my own body, how more I was like the earth than I was like him. He was air and wind and cloud and bird; I was dust and worm.”
― Martine Leavitt, Keturah and Lord Death

“In the fall, she knew it was Death who sweetened the apples.”
― Martine Leavitt, Keturah and Lord Death

“Anything could happen in a cosmos that was part math and part magic.”
― Martine Leavitt, Heck Superhero

“The hope of yellow must be nothing to the taste of it, she thought.”
― Martine Leavitt, Keturah and Lord Death

“I've waited a long time to show these flowers how pretty you are.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“You do not know the first note of the music that moves me.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“You lack the requisite spine and testicular fortitude to study under me.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“Music sounds different to the one who plays it. It is the musician's curse.”
― Patrick Rothfuss

“Words bend our thinking to infinite paths of self-delusion, and the fact that we spend most of our mental lives in brain mansions built of words means that we lack the objectivity necessary to see the terrible distortion of reality which language brings.”
― Dan Simmons, Hyperion

“They made me see that the world was beautiful if you were beautiful, and that you couldn't get unless you gave. And you had to give without wanting to get.”
― T.H. White, The Once and Future King