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  • #1
    Audre Lorde
    “If I didn't define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people's fantasies for me and eaten alive.”
    Audre Lorde

  • #2
    Joe Kelly
    “We're stronger than we think.”
    Joe Kelly, I Kill Giants

  • #3
    Neil deGrasse Tyson
    “The problem, often not discovered until late in life, is that when you look for things in life like love, meaning, motivation, it implies they are sitting behind a tree or under a rock. The most successful people in life recognize, that in life they create their own love, they manufacture their own meaning, they generate their own motivation. For me, I am driven by two main philosophies, know more today about the world than I knew yesterday. And lessen the suffering of others. You'd be surprised how far that gets you.”
    Neil deGrasse Tyson

  • #4
    Seth Dickinson
    “Money is only one kind of power. Faith is power, too. Love is power. Slaughter and madness are both roads to power. Certainly, symbols are power – you wear one wherever you go, that purse you carry. And you wear others when you decide to dress yourself, how to look at men and women, how to carry your body and direct your gaze. And all these symbols can raise people to labour or war.”
    Seth Dickinson, The Traitor Baru Cormorant
    tags: power

  • #5
    Samantha Shannon
    “No woman should be made to fear that she was not enough.”
    Samantha Shannon, The Priory of the Orange Tree

  • #6
    Gregory Maguire
    “Not everyone is born a witch or a saint. Not everyone is born talented, or crooked, or blessed; some are born definite in no particular at all. We are a fountain of shimmering contradictions, most of us. Beautiful in the concept, if we're lucky, but frequently tedious or regrettable as we flesh ourselves out.”
    Gregory Maguire, Son of a Witch

  • #7
    Gregory Maguire
    “Waking up was a daily cruelty, an affront, and she avoided it by not sleeping.”
    Gregory Maguire, A Lion Among Men

  • #8
    Tamsyn Muir
    “It had bewildered her, back at Canaan House, how the whole of her always seemed to come back to Gideon. For one brief and beautiful space of time, she had welcomed it: that microcosm of eternity between forgiveness and the slow, uncomprehending agony of the fall. Gideon rolling up her shirt sleeves. Gideon dappled in shadow, breaking promises. One idiot with a sword and an asymmetrical smile had proved to be Harrow’s end: her apocalypse swifter than the death of the Emperor and the sun with him.”
    Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth

  • #9
    Tamsyn Muir
    “I love a little gall on gall.”
    Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth

  • #10
    Shelley Parker-Chan
    “If you want a fate other than what Heaven gave you, you have to want that other fate. You have to struggle for it. Suffer for it.”
    Shelley Parker-Chan, She Who Became the Sun

  • #11
    Shelley Parker-Chan
    “Denying desire only made yourself vulnerable to those who were smart enough to see what you couldn't even acknowledge to yourself.”
    Shelley Parker-Chan, She Who Became the Sun

  • #12
    Austin Chant
    “Thats the trick of growing up. Nothing stays the same." Hook sounded oddly sympathetic. "You see the faults in everything. Including yourself.”
    Austin Chant, Peter Darling

  • #13
    Austin Chant
    “What was the point of being himself if he had to be alone?”
    Austin Chant, Peter Darling

  • #14
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar



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