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“He never arrives empty-handed. Each time, he brings me something he gathers on his run—a feather from a mountain bird, a shard of pale quartz, a smooth stone threaded with a natural vein—as if, piece by piece, he’s bringing me the whole world.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Every time he touches me, it’s with all of himself, restrained because he knows he’s my first, yet with the kind of passion that makes me wonder if he wants to be the last.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“I see it now. He’s the tallest, strongest tree in the forest, with roots so firm and immovable that trying to tear them out would only drive them deeper, all the way to the other side of the world. People like him can lose, but they can never be defeated.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“He uncaps a bottle of brandy but, instead of pouring, lets the cap fall to the floor. When he crouches to retrieve it, his hand brushes my ankle. My breath shudders as his fingers glide higher, lifting the hem of my dress enough for his lips to reach my calf. He leaves a trail of soft kisses along it, then looks up at me, smiling.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Guillotines made of gold still cut off heads.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“The worst part about hell isn’t the fire. And it’s not who rules it either. It’s that once you’re there, you can never leave.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Out here, in the public eye, there’s no room for tears, breakdowns, or nightmares. Instead, I exist in the quiet space between, as if the world has exhaled, and I’m left drifting in the breath it left behind.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“We created gods, and in our blinding, reckless vanity, never asked the question: What happens if these gods come to despise us? —DOMINIC CRUPP, AN ORANGE”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“The worst part about hell isn’t the fire, honey. And it’s not who rules it either… It’s that once you’re there, you can never leave.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“I knew myself before her. With her, I know myself better. But if there were ever an after her, I’d become a stranger to myself. —EDMUND PREW”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Trust me to look after you.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“even hell can turn into an opportunity if you’re able to put up with being burned.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Unhappiness is a disease, and I discovered the cure. GREGORY SAVILE, INVENTOR OF BLISS”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Only a fool believes his life is governed by his choices alone. The wise understand that the choices of others carry just as much weight to influence, shape, and sometimes even to alter the course”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Never forget: the only meaningful power comes from blood. No matter how much money you have, it can’t buy freedom, and it sure as hell can’t buy time. Guillotines made of gold still cut off heads.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Winning isn’t about fighting every battle. It’s about choosing the right ones.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Some things arrive too early, others too late. But when they’re right on time, it can only be fate. —ALESSANDRA VISCONTI,”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Some men kneel to evil for wealth and power; others kneel to shield those they love. Yet whatever the reason, the truth remains: if the price is anything less than your own life, then you are for sale.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Because you want justice to be neat. You want it to feel right. But real justice is messy and has nothing to do with feelings at all.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“His eyes never leave me now.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Some demons never shut up. They keep hollering in your head till the day you die. Only way to quiet them is the grave… or a shot of whiskey, if you’re looking for something temporary.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Winning isn’t about fighting every battle.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“The world doesn’t care about you”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“The way he looks at me is gentle, yet it feels like a touch, like the brush of a fingertip across bare skin.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“I know it’s over. I accept it. The time is coming, soon, when I’ll let you go. I’ll move on, maybe even try to love someone new, but through it all, the faint mark of your teeth on my finger will stay. Reminding me of you. Of us. And of how, if things had been different, I’d have ridden on the back of your hoverbike all the way to the end. —CHARLOTTE DEERING, JOURNAL ENTRY”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“even hell can turn into an opportunity if you’re able to put up with being burned.” Dad flicks a glance at me, his mouth set in a hard line. “The worst part about hell isn’t the fire, honey. And it’s not who rules it either… It’s that once you’re there, you can never leave.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Truth must breathe. Force it into the airless coffin of secrecy, and it will die, strangled inside you, only to return as a ghost that haunts eternally.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“hatred isn’t a qualification for leadership.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“lower my leg, ready to leave it undone, when Edmund crouches in front of me and takes my foot into his hands. His fingers brush carefully over my ankle, fastening the T-strap buckle like he’s handling something small that just hatched. “This thing fights back,” he murmurs as he threads the strap through. “I could pick a lock easier.” I stare down at him, caught in a dizzying heat, wishing the shoe had ten buckles instead of one. “If you think that’s hard, try walking in them.” He laughs and looks up at me, his hands still holding my foot even though the strap is already fastened. It’s hardest to be near him when he looks at me like this: gentle yet scraping through me like sandpaper all the same.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
“Some call me a radical who rejects authority, but what I truly seek is authority in its rightful form. I will kneel, and kneel humbly, before the man who earns greatness—but never before the man who steals it.”
― Because I Killed Him
― Because I Killed Him
