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“I suppose we decided to be girls because being boys seems to require giving up half your brain cells.”
― R.F. Kuang, Babel

“Travel sounds fun until you realize what you really want is to stay at home with a cup of tea and a stack of books by a warm fire.”
― R.F. Kuang, Babel, or The Necessity of Violence: An Arcane History of the Oxford Translators' Revolution

“Anger was a chokehold. Anger did not empower you. It sat on your chest; it squeezed your ribs until you felt trapped, suffocated, out of options. Anger simmered, then exploded. Anger was constriction, and the consequent rage a desperate attempt to breathe. And rage, of course, came from madness.”
― R.F. Kuang, Babel, or The Necessity of Violence: An Arcane History of the Oxford Translators' Revolution

“No one is all bad. No one is all good. We live as equals in the murky gray between.”
― Danya Kukafka, Notes on an Execution

“You have made a wonderful alteration to my life. You have made me human,”
― Steve Silberman, NeuroTribes: The Untold History of Austim and the Potential of Neurodiversity

“fuck me sideways with a Dragon dildo.”
― Caroline Peckham, Cursed Fates

“But grief isn’t a competition. It’s not an identical pain that we all meet one day when death finds us. It’s a monster, personalized by our love and memories to devour us just so. Grief is suffering, tailored.”
― Tracy Deonn, Bloodmarked

“The world was stirring awake again, and he had a list of things to do today in his green notebook. Fish delivery Fuckery”
― Leone Ross, This One Sky Day

“Don’t get it twisted, on most days I’d prefer cold, hard cash so I can do some damage in a bookstore or buy a new laptop that doesn’t die whenever it’s separated from its charger for more than a minute.”
― Adam Silvera, The First to Die at the End

“He can’t even imagine Rufus spending his End Day with a stranger.”
― Adam Silvera, The First to Die at the End

“One day,” he sighed, “you’ll discover that my understanding of math does not translate to a grasp of human behavior, and then it will occur to you that I am, in fact, an idiot.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether