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“Still, the image haunted his dreams throughout the night: a lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

“well, be damn fucking sure about this,” ryke says, “any love that i fucking give will never hurt a woman.”
― Krista Ritchie & Becca Ritchie

“I love her in my arms, how she folds up into them, how she fits. My body grew up carrying her; she slots into the grooves of me, how many people can you say that about?”
― Jessa Hastings, Magnolia Parks: The Long Way Home

“I’ve loved this face all my life. It’s the sun I pray to, and if what we have is a temple, I built it with my bare hands—I nearly died trying to build this fucking thing. Built it til my hands were raw and bloodied. And I’ll die on the altar of loving her, happily too. That’s not a waste to me.”
― Jessa Hastings, Magnolia Parks: Into the Dark

“How many loves do you get in a lifetime?”
― Jessa Hastings, Magnolia Parks: The Long Way Home

“We watch the film. I watch Parks.”
― Jessa Hastings, Magnolia Parks: The Long Way Home

“Magnolia glances over at me, looks a bit wounded– that's a positive at least– I want her chest to feel heavy how mine does, watching her not noticing Julian touch her– but then I flash her the watch she gave me to tell her I love her anyway.”
― Jessa Hastings

“She's not in here for the wine. She's in here because she knows I'll follow her. I'll always follow her.”
― Jessa Hastings, Magnolia Parks: The Long Way Home

“I love watching her do nothing, love how she moves especially when she knows I'm watching, which she does now.”
― Jessa Hastings, Magnolia Parks: The Long Way Home

“I let out a long breath, bearing her pain that feels so much a part of me. We’ve become entangled, years and years of lies and childhood memories and stories all wrapped into one. I know her better than her sisters. I know her sometimes better than she does herself.”
― Krista Ritchie & Becca Ritchie

“sleeping,” i say with a smile. “when did i become your fucking pillow?” he asks lightly. “shhh, i whisper, “it’s safe here.”
― Krista and Becca Richie