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“The obligation d'âme meant that his only allegiance was to Felix, making them a separate kingdom of two, with Felix as king and Mildmay as ministers, army, and populace all combined in one. A stormy little kingdom, I thought, with periodic flare-ups of civil war and a magnificently unstable government. And I was glad I wasn’t a citizen of it.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“It is a rose planted in your heart, and as it's thorns tear you, so does it thrive and flower”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“Consider the stars. Among them are no passions, no wars. They know neither love nor hatred. Did man but emulate the stars, would not his soul become clear and radiant as they are? But man's spirit draws him like a moth to the ephemera of this world, and in their heat he is consumed entire.”
Sarah Monette, Melusine
“I gave up on cussing - I'd run out of words filthy enough - and just started praying.”
Sarah Monette, The Virtu
“I catch a flash of red-gold beneath the surface of the water, and realize that there are koi in the pond, massive, serene, and I wonder: are they dreams of fish, or fish who dream?”
Sarah Monette, The Virtu
“Sacred bleeding fuck,” I said, because, I mean its one thing to know your crazy hocus brother sees ghosts, and a whole different thing when you find out they’re telling him bedtime stories.”
Sarah Monette
“Well fuck me sideways 'til I cry”
Sarah Monette, Melusine
“Felix just sat there, not smirking exactly - or not so as you could call him on it - but clearly happy with how unhappy he'd managed to make all of us.”
Sarah Monette, The Virtu
“The dead person is not truly dead until the last person who rememebers them dies.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
tags: death
“He's not my lover," Isolfr said.

She raised an eyebrow, a long feathery, shaggy sweep. "You're his beloved. Both of them. I saw enough on the war-trail to know." Then she laughed, and took her hand off his and pushed his chest like a wolf-cub nudging playfully. "We don't get to pick who loves us, you know. And better to get him to write the song than be remembered forever as 'fair Isolfr, the cold.'"

He scrubbed a hand across his face, roughness of beard and scars and the smooth skin of the unmarked cheek. "Is that really what they call me?"

She smiled. "You frighten them, Viradechtisbrother. You went down under the mountain and came out again, twice, and the alfar call you friend. They'll have you among the heroes before you know it. And you can seem quite untouchable—'ice-eyes, and ice-heart, and ice-hard, his will.'"

"Othinn help me. It is a song already.”
Sarah Monette, A Companion to Wolves
“ 'So what happens next?'

'Everybody dies, and the people who don't get married.'

'Like any other story, then.' ”
Sarah Monette, The Tempering of Men
“Although Mar would be quite pleased to be consort, Skjaldwulf didn't want to be wolfjarl.

He wanted Isolfr, and he would take the damned job that went with it, if he could win it, if that was what it took.”
Sarah Monette, A Companion to Wolves
“It is said in those districts that not all the trains which run on the city’s tracks are listed in Metropolitan Transit’s compendious schedule. The residents will tell you that after midnight, on some nights, there will be other trains, trains whose cry is different, the bellow of some great beast fighting for its life. And if you watch those trains go past, behind those bright flickering windows you will see passengers unlike any passengers you have seen when riding the trains yourself: men with wings, women with horns, beast-headed children, fauns and dryads and green-skinned people more beautiful than words can describe. In 1893, a schoolteacher swore that she saw a unicorn; in 1934, a murderer turned himself into the police, weeping, saying that he saw his victims staring at him from a train as it howled past the station platform on which he stood.
These are the seraphic trains. The stories say they run to Heaven, Hell, and Faërie. They are omens, but no one can agree on what they portend. And although you will never meet anyone who has seen or experienced it, there are persistent rumors, unkillable rumors, that sometimes, maybe once a century, maybe twice, a seraphic train will stop in its baying progress and open its doors for a mortal.
Those who know the story of Thomas the Rhymer—and even some who don’t—insist that all these people, blest or damned as they may be, must be poets.”
Sarah Monette, Somewhere Beneath Those Waves
“Jonak says to say he send congratulations and well-wishes and all the things he ought—he was so pleased with himself for being an uncle he couldn’t sit still to think them out.”
Sarah Monette, A Companion to Wolves
“It occurred to me that it said something very unpleasant about both of us that we saw concern and kindness as attacks.”
Sarah Monette, The Virtu
“You know how sometimes you can be going along and do something or say something, and suddenly you *know* yourself? I mean, it's like you're looking at somebody else, and it's just so fucking clear you want to hit something.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“He fell away into the column before Isolfr could blink the thought of thanking him into his bleary mind, and Isolfr looked up at Frithulf in supplication. “What was that about?”
“Stay pretty,” Frithulf advised, through a mouthful of meat.
Isolfr would have kicked him if he hadn’t been out of reach on the horse.”
Sarah Monette, A Companion to Wolves
“Isolfr," Frithulf said, "you weigh a hundred stone."
"Do I? Sorry," and he tried to straighten, but nothing was working.
Frithulf swore and said,"Kari, I think I'm going to need you to get his feet."
Are they running away? Isolfr wanted to ask.”
Sarah Monette, A Companion to Wolves
tags: p-269
“...and killed a trellsow, one of the ones he'd learned to recognize as a smith. And thought of Thorlot, who might be a better blacksmith than her father or brother or dead husband, or more than her son would be, but who would never be anything more than wife, sister, daughter, mother. At least she was honored, he thought, wrenching his axe free of the trellsmith's ribs. He didn't mean Thorlot, and he did not know whether he was angry at his own kind for their blindness or angry at the trolls for making him see how blind they were.”
Sarah Monette, A Companion to Wolves
tags: p-295
“The rats we met the size of small dogs and they watched us go by like they'd figured out that what People were for was feeding rats.”
Sarah Monette, The Virtu
tags: humor, rats
“Was you born this fucking dumb, Milly-Fox, or do you practice every Dixieme?”
Sarah Monette, The Virtu
“If I was really, really lucky, Felix might throw a fireball at me, and I'd get out of the rest of this freakshow.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“The ritual worked. That is the most ghastly thing. I hold no particular brief for the rationality of the world, but that this vile obscenity should actually have the power to bring back the dead seems to me not merely a sign that the world is not rational, but that it is in fact entirely insane, a murderous lunatic gibbering in the corner of a padded cell.”
Sarah Monette, The Bone Key: The Necromantic Mysteries of Kyle Murchison Booth
“Beyond the window, snow fell like frozen drops of poison.”
Sarah Monette, Somewhere Beneath Those Waves
“ 'You like jealousy. You like knowing people want you.'

He wasn't talking about sex, and my heart slowed a little. 'Is it not natural to want to be liked?'

'That ain't what you want. It's like you got to have everybody's heart, and if they don't give it, you rip it out and watch it bleed.' ”
Sarah Monette, The Virtu
“There ain’t nothing worse than getting fired by somebody you hate, because it means they”
Sarah Monette, The Virtu
“ 'Sacred bleeding fuck,' I said, because, I mean it's one thing to know your crazy hocus brother sees ghosts, and a whole different thing when you find out they're telling him bedtime stories. ”
Sarah Monette, Melusine
“And besides, the thing about committing yourself to a lie is that mostly you end up in twice the trouble, 'cause truth is like a whirlwind and you can't keep it in a box.”
Sarah Monette, Melusine


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