Broken Veil (Harbinger, #5)

by Jeff Wheeler

“The strength of a nation derives from the integrity of its homes.

She had lost her freedom. But not her ability to choose her thoughts.

“Who are you to rule over us?” Mrs. Pullman said in a low, callous way. “You’re weak. Powerless. You don’t deserve the gilded palace you live in. What work have you ever done in your whole life? Your luck was to be born. That is all. Any mewling brat can be born. Our queen will soon rule in your place. All will kneel before her, out of dread, out of fear. You’ve had your chance, false empress. Now another comes. You are not worthy to lick the ground at her feet.”

“There is no greater fear than that of suspense. Your mind begins to imagine the worst.”

You’ll never climb a mountain and reach new heights if you keep taking the easy path down.”

You are home. Corinne may have taken the last year of your life away, but she did not rip you out of our hearts. You will always be my sister,

but there was more to her than her worst choices.

Reality would always be preferable to a pretty dream.

Why do we keep coming back to our origins? Why does the past torment us so?

You believe the Knowing cares about you, about the world, but we are nothing more than particles of eternity. Playthings that live and then die. Existence is meaningless.

it will be no greater miracle that brings us into another world to live forever with our dearest friends than that which has brought us into this one to live a lifetime with them.”

Those had been such happy days. Days that had made the sun feel brighter.

But Sera had learned to lean in to pain. The tide would settle eventually. It always did.

But these trials we’ve seen have bent me into a better shape.”