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“If you don't have time to read, you don't have the time (or the tools) to write. Simple as that.”
― Stephen King

“If you liked being a teenager, there's something really wrong with you.”
― Stephen King

“Speaking personally, you can have my gun, but you'll take my book when you pry my cold, dead fingers off of the binding.”
― Stephen King

“That wasn't any act of God. That was an act of pure human fuckery.”
― Stephen King, The Stand

“Go then, there are other worlds than these.”
― Stephen King, The Gunslinger

“Description begins in the writer’s imagination, but should finish in the reader’s.”
― Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft

“A little talent is a good thing to have if you want to be a writer. But the only real requirement is the ability to remember every scar.”
― Stephen King

“Life isn't a support system for art. It's the other way around.”
― Stephen King

“The trust of the innocent is the liar's most useful tool.”
― Stephen King

“He rolls onto his back, looking up at the sky, and she thinks that’s the end of the conversation until he says, “I think you hate me because… I’m someone you can hate. I’m here, I’m handy. But what you really hate is the world.” At”
― N.K. Jemisin, The Fifth Season

“YOU THINK, MAYBE, YOU NEED to be someone else. You’re not sure who. Previous yous have been stronger and colder, or warmer and weaker; either set of qualities is better suited to getting you through the mess you’re in. Right now you’re cold and weak, and that helps no one. You could become someone new, maybe. You’ve done that before; it’s surprisingly easy. A new name, a new focus, then try on the sleeves and slacks of a new personality to find the perfect fit. A few days and you’ll feel like you’ve never been anyone else. But.”
― N.K. Jemisin, The Fifth Season

“Where there was movement, now there is stillness; its muscles are rock-hard, and that is not a metaphor. Its fur was just the last part of its body to change, twisting about as the follicles underneath transformed into something else. You and the commless woman both stare. Wow. Really. That’s what you’re thinking. You’ve got nothing better. Wow. That’s”
― N.K. Jemisin, The Fifth Season

“Home is people,” she says to Asael, softly. Asael blinks. “Home is what you take with you, not what you leave behind.” Heresmith”
― N.K. Jemisin, The Fifth Season

“Her eyes are shockingly black—shocking not because black eyes are particularly rare, but because she’s wearing smoky gray eyeshadow and dark eyeliner to accentuate them further. Makeup, while the world is ending. You don’t know whether to be awed or affronted by that.”
― N.K. Jemisin, The Fifth Season

“Necessity is the only law, says stonelore.”
― N.K. Jemisin, The Fifth Season

“She was always left out of group social activities, but she was thought of as “not being a team player.” How can you be a team player if no one on the team wants to play with you? Lauren”
― Sharolyn G. Brown, The Heaviness of Knowing

“Yes, I know how to conform, she replied, fearing that conformity would no longer be enough to save her.”
― Sharolyn G. Brown, The Heaviness of Knowing

“She was angry that, again, people were making up stories about her. She had never done anything to her coworkers. She kept to herself and did her work. And she was courteous. She said hello and signed cards and chipped in for group gifts. She just didn’t have much in common with the other people she worked with and therefore didn’t force herself to be friends with any of them. It never ceased to amaze her at how, if you didn’t try to be part of “the group,” then “the group” would decide you were the enemy and attack. These”
― Sharolyn G. Brown, The Heaviness of Knowing

“Octavia and Walter and Junot were speaking a language I’d heard all around me on the street but never read on the page, certainly not in the context of stories about aliens, detectives, or supernerds. This was a new mythology; it was permission. I’d always known I could get lost in a book; now I knew I could be found in one too. I”
― Daniel José Older, Salsa Nocturna

“There's a jangle to the music of the dead. I mean that certain something that's so happy and so sad at the same time. The notes almost make a perfect harmony but don't. Then they do but quickly crash into dissonance. They simmer in that sweet in-between, rhythm section rattling along all the while. Chords collapse chaotically into each other, and just when you think it's gonna spill into total nonsense, it stands back up and comes through sweet as a lullaby on your mami's lips. Songs that'll make people tap their feet and drink melancholically but not realize the twisting genius lurking within until generations later. That's the kind of music I make, and the dead do too. We make it together. *”
― Daniel José Older, Salsa Nocturna

“Cyrus floats away from the glowing entrada entrance; there's a swooshing sound like an invisible rocket just blew past and then a flood of old African souls comes surging forth. They pour out into the tunnel, thousands and thousands of them, and barrel through the COD goons without stopping. They're wearing head scarves and raggedy clothes, carved jewelry and beaded necklaces; a few even have chain links around their arms and legs. I feel the wind of hundreds of years of pent up rage and frustration release across my face. Riley's screaming as loud as he can beside me and we're both laughing hysterically and crying at the same time. Everything”
― Daniel José Older, Salsa Nocturna

“Death always wins. Life is just a blip. It's a shiny, hyperactive blip, but a blip nonetheless, and no matter how strong or wily or rich a life may be, the slippery slope always leads to the great nothing.”
― Daniel José Older, Salsa Nocturna

“I'm alive and capable of love, and love is a fucking river. It's never ending and it flows through us, all around us, keeps us alive and decadent, fierce from struggle and genuine in our vulnerability. I”
― Daniel José Older, Salsa Nocturna

“It’s so reasonable that you don’t know why you didn’t even consider it. Well, you know why. Ykka might be an orogene like you, but you spent too many years being thwarted and betrayed by other orogenes at the Fulcrum; you know better than to trust her just because she’s Your People. You should give her a chance because she’s Your People, though. “Fine,”
― N.K. Jemisin, The Obelisk Gate

“Nothing is wrong with me? I thought. Not unclean? It’s just . . . a new part of me I need to learn to control? I’d come all this way to go on my pilgrimage because I’d thought my body was trying to tell me something was wrong with it. I hadn’t wanted to admit it to myself, but I’d thought I’d broken myself because of the choices I’d made, because of my actions, because I’d left my home to go to Oomza Uni. Because of guilt. The relief I felt was so all encompassing that I wanted to lie down on the rug and just sleep. Ariya”
― Nnedi Okorafor, Home

“She never wants to do most of the things she forces herself to do by deciding them when she’s upset. It’s just that she feels trapped into following through on her promises. Even the stupid ones.”
― M.C.A. Hogarth, Earthrise

“Why invite sorrow? Life is long enough to contain enough without asking for more.”
― M.C.A. Hogarth, Laisrathera

“Creator: But I created them to be loved for their imperfect parts and deeply admired for their differences. And the reason I did was so they could see in the other what they lacked in themselves. For each will need the other to fulfill the grand plan… Lucifer”
― Peter Wilkes, Lucifer Eve and Adam: the Absolutely True and Completely Honest Story of Creation

“We are what we are, but it is not evil. I have lived a long time, and I’ve seen real evil, remember? People who hate because others do not fit within their idea of normal are evil. People who would hunt and hurt those who are different are evil. People who subjugate those they perceive to be weaker, in the name of their perversion of righteousness, they are evil. You look nothing like evil.” Jackie”
― Walidah Imarisha, Sycorax's Daughters

“We Black people cannot outrun our demons. Nor should we ever want to. We will embrace them as our lost Beloveds, and listen to the songs they sing to bring us through the darkness. —Walidah”
― Walidah Imarisha, Sycorax's Daughters