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What was the point of valuing something a body could never possess?
There was a hole in her heart, and she had to keep it beating to fill it back up.
She inhaled the wind and breathed out fire, sucked in life and spit out the bones.
“Your first problem is that you’re a fool. Just because you’ve been told your entire life that you’re nothing does not mean you are nothing. The wolf doesn’t care what the sheep think.”
Seemed like there would always be a certain dishonesty to Nettie Lonesome’s life, but it was better than being eaten by a damn octopus or serving as a drunk man’s slave.
A body needs hope, sometimes, more than it needs the truth.”
“Your heart is not a rock that stands unchanging. It’s like water. It flows, it moves, it allows neither boulders nor canyons to stand in its way. It hardens and softens and expands to fill new spaces. You are still becoming yourself. And you have a lot to learn.”
No matter how many bodies clog the river, the last man standing is the only man that counts.
It was everything she’d never hoped to see, a collection of wrong parts put together as if by an angry child with a hammer and a box of bent nails.
she reckoned it would hurt about the same whether she fought or gave up, and Nettie Lonesome wasn’t one to give up.
