The Bone Shard Daughter (The Drowning Empire, #1)

by Andrea Stewart

Reading—” “—without true understanding is only wading in the shallows without a care for the monsters that lurk beneath,”

“Listening is an art. It’s not so much sometimes in letting the other person speak as in asking them the right questions.”

She ate when she was hungry, she slept when she was tired and she wore her simple clothes not because they were all she had but because she disdained the silken ones.

It wormed its way into my head before I’d realized it, my foot tapping in time to the beat.

Habits were things done with little reason, over and over, until momentum made them more difficult to stop than to keep going.