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“for sometimes love was like dust in the eyes, a hindrance when it came to seeing truth.”
― Rebecca Ross, A River Enchanted

“This place was dark and quiet with dreams.”
― Rebecca Ross, A River Enchanted

“Her faith was still some strange, broken mirror in her chest, the pieces sharp and jagged, reflecting years of her life out of order.”
― Rebecca Ross, A River Enchanted

“They drank to their wounds, their regrets, and their hopes, to the past, to how the choices each had made had unknowingly brought them back together.”
― Rebecca Ross, A River Enchanted

“ A weed is just a plant out of place, her grandmother had once said to her. Treat them kindly, even if they are a nuisance, for they can make a faithful ally amongst the spirits.”
― Rebecca Ross, A River Enchanted

“There is no failure in love, and I have loved without measure. In this, I am complete.”
― Rebecca Ross, A River Enchanted

“I wanted, more than anything, to belong somewhere.”
― Rebecca Ross, A River Enchanted

“Our hands can steal, or they can give. They can harm, or they can comfort. They can wound and kill, or they can heal and save.”
― Rebecca Ross, A River Enchanted

“If we must drown, let us do so entwined.”
― Rebecca Ross, A River Enchanted

“I’d say you just love the idea of her, then, she says. You’re pinning everything on something you’ve never even had. Something that’s not real.”
― Claire Daverley, Talking at Night

“He knows this is what she needs; openness, and space, without imposed timelines or rules. It has felt like one long summer since they found their way back to one another, and that is no time at all, really, not after all the years he has waited.”
― Claire Daverley, Talking at Night

“How did you know, she asks him, later. They have eaten dinner, showered, are lying in bed with the duvet folded around them. Know what, Will says, into her hair. She is pressed into him, her back curved along his stomach, his knees tucked alongside her calves. What I needed, she says. Will is not sure this is a real question. He thinks it might be her way of simply telling him what everything has meant to her. Not just the piano, but all that time apart, the months where they did not speak, gave each other space, tried to heal in their own, separate, fruitless ways. How he never forgot her. He never knew they would find their way back to one another; never dared hope it would happen. But life continued, and there she was, and here he is, for her.”
― Claire Daverley, Talking at Night

“It doesn’t matter, Will says. You let her get smaller, and thinner, and even quieter than she was.”
― Claire Daverley, Talking at Night

“You’re indecisive, for one. You let other people choose for you, over what you want, and that’s not just sad, Rosie, it’s fucking spineless, which is the opposite of what you actually are. And you have this false perception of what’s good and, I don’t know, proper. Like it matters. You don’t live your life the way you should. You never speak out, to anyone, least of all your mother, who frankly could do with being put straight. You don’t sing, anymore. You deny yourself everything. You rob yourself, Roe. Every second of every hour, you’re forcing yourself into some kind of box, and it’s fucking painful to witness, but you do it anyway because you don’t know any different, and nobody’s ever told you not to. Snow is falling now. It drifts down, lands in her hair. She is looking at him as he rants, her hands back beneath her arms. But in spite of all that, Will says, there is not a single thing wrong with you, Roe. With any tiny part of you.”
― Claire Daverley, Talking at Night

“It was a beautiful thing to watch your best friend be loved in the way you know she deserves.”
― Lyla Sage, Lost and Lassoed

“As she did, she pointed a finger at my chest and said, “What’s that?” I looked down, and she moved her finger up to flick me in the nose. Damn it. I fell for that every fucking time.”
― Lyla Sage, Lost and Lassoed

“I don’t have much to offer,” he went on softly. “Just a quiet life with a grumpy man from a small town, but I can promise to love you every day.”
― Lyla Sage, Lost and Lassoed

“You are many things, August Ryder, and some of those things aren’t great, I’ll be honest,” I said. “But a bad father isn’t one of them.”
― Lyla Sage, Lost and Lassoed

“Hey, pornstache. Nice of you to join us.”
― Lyla Sage, Lost and Lassoed

“Clara was special. Is special. She’s a mosaic of a person. So many differing, unique elements that create one perfect thing. A little chaotic and a whole lot of mess involved—but beautiful all the same.”
― Hannah Bonam-Young, Set the Record Straight

“I’m not sure what’s going on with me,” she whispers. “But I think I like it.” “Kissing girls?” “Kissing you,” she quickly retorts.”
― Hannah Bonam-Young, Set the Record Straight

“You keep asking why your work is not enough, and I don’t know how to answer that, because it is enough to exist in the world and marvel at it. You don’t need to justify that, or earn it. You are allowed to just live.”
― Becky Chambers, A Psalm for the Wild-Built

“You’re an animal, Sibling Dex. You are not separate or other. You’re an animal. And animals have no purpose. Nothing has a purpose. The world simply is. If you want to do things that are meaningful to others, fine! Good! So do I! But if I wanted to crawl into a cave and watch stalagmites with Frostfrog for the remainder of my days, that would also be both fine and good. You keep asking why your work is not enough, and I don’t know how to answer that, because it is enough to exist in the world and marvel at it. You don’t need to justify that, or earn it. You are allowed to just live. That is all most animals do.”
― Becky Chambers, A Psalm for the Wild-Built

“We don’t have to fall into the same category to be of equal value.”
― Becky Chambers, A Psalm for the Wild-Built

“Do you not find consciousness alone to be the most exhilarating thing? Here we are, in this incomprehensibly large universe, on this one tiny moon around this one incidental planet, and in all the time this entire scenario has existed, every component has been recycled over and over and over again into infinitely incredible configurations, and sometimes, those configurations are special enough to be able to see the world around them. You and I—we’re just atoms that arranged themselves the right way, and we can understand that about ourselves. Is that not amazing?”
― Becky Chambers, A Psalm for the Wild-Built

“I think there’s something beautiful about being lucky enough to witness a thing on its way out.”
― Becky Chambers, A Psalm for the Wild-Built

“Mosscap considered. “Because I know that no matter what, I’m wonderful,” it said.”
― Becky Chambers, A Psalm for the Wild-Built

“You don’t have to have a reason to be tired. You don’t have to earn rest or comfort. You’re allowed to just be.”
― Becky Chambers, A Prayer for the Crown-Shy

“They just … don’t understand what you are. Or maybe they can’t fit you into their beliefs, and that scares them. The unknown makes us stupid sometimes.”
― Becky Chambers, A Prayer for the Crown-Shy

“What if that is enough, for now? What if we're both trying to answer something much too big before we've answered the small thing we should have started with? What if it's enough to just be...Us.”
― Becky Chambers, A Prayer for the Crown-Shy