The Mime Order (The Bone Season, #2)

by Samantha Shannon

With the right reasons, at the right moment, even the most beaten and broken of people could rise up and reclaim themselves.

And words, my walker—well, words are everything. Words give wings even to those who have been stamped upon, broken beyond all hope of repair.”

Words give wings even to those who have been stamped upon, broken beyond all hope of repair.

Writing didn’t carry the same risks as speaking. You couldn’t be shouted down or stared at. The page was both a proxy and a shield.

“And how well it suits you.”

“Hope is the lifeblood of revolution. Without it, we are nothing but ash, waiting for the wind to take us.”