The Tyrant Baru Cormorant (The Masquerade, #3)

by Seth Dickinson

Cancer grief is harder than ordinary grief, they say. In the way that a slow cut hurts more.”

She loved women only when that love was deniable and doomed. Farrier had taught her so. How could she have missed it?

You cannot destroy the masters by mastering them. You destroy them by destroying.

“You mustn’t believe that she’s the sort of lover you deserve.” “What sort of lover?” “One who hurts you. One who treats you like a tool. One who makes you feel as if you’ve failed her.”

Everyone you let into your heart will leave a seed in the soil there. I don’t like what would grow from her.

recommend psilocin mushrooms to all those who suffer an overcast of character.

HOMEOPATHY IS A FRAUD: DO NOT ATTEMPT.

it was like trying to turn down a tremendous investment from a dubious donor: the money might be tainted but it would still spend so well—

Do you ever think—maybe they teach us that we can overcome our race just to make us think our race is something we have to overcome?”

You’ve been outmaneuvered by a dead tribadist. You pathetic fuck.”