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“I have become something wonderful, she thought. I have become something terrible. Was she now a goddess or a monster? Perhaps neither. Perhaps both.”
― R.F. Kuang, The Poppy War

“Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you--haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe--I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad. Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“I thought that it was more likely the opposite. I must have shut grief out. Found it in books. Cried over fiction instead of the truth. The truth was unconfined, unadorned. There was no poetic language to it, no yellow butterflies, no epic floods. There wasn't a town trapped underwater or generations of men with the same name destined to make the same mistakes. The truth was vast enough to drown in.”
― Nina LaCour, We Are Okay

“I could say the night felt magical, but that would be embellishment.
That would be romanticization.
What it actually felt like was life.”
― Nina LaCour, We Are Okay

“I was excessively afraid of being defined as a woman before I was seen as myself.”
― Nagata Kabi, My Lesbian Experience with Loneliness

“someone will remember us
I say
even in another time”
― Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho

“you burn me”
― Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho

“may you sleep on the breast of your delicate friend”
― Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho

“]sing to us
the one with violets in her lap
]mostly
]goes astray”
― Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho

“I've never really thought about having a type. I guess my type is....beautiful girl. Which is a lot of them. Most of them? Pretty much all girls.”
― Adiba Jaigirdar, The Henna Wars

“I was okay just a moment ago. I will learn how to be okay again.”
― Nina LaCour, We Are Okay

“We were nostalgic for a time that wasn't yet over.”
― Nina LaCour, We Are Okay

“Alex saw very clearly how dangerous a book like Mary’s could become in the hands of such impressionable girls, such privileged girls: girls who kissed and fondled and laughed as they read each other passages out in the woods; girls whose parents' social standing had taught them that there was nothing at all in the world they could not subjugate, purchase, or ignore; girls who set fires only to watch as others tried, and failed, to put them out.”
― Emily M. Danforth, Plain Bad Heroines

“Have you ever felt really close to someone? So close that you can't understand why you and the other person have two separate bodies, two separate skins?”
― Nancy Garden, Annie on My Mind

“The 1st day, I stood in the kitchen leaning against the counter watching Annie feed the cats, and I knew I wanted to do that forever.”
― Nancy Garden, Annie on My Mind

“It's raining, Annie.”
― Nancy Garden, Annie on My Mind

“Kindness isn’t something you are. It’s something you choose to be, every single moment of every single day.”
― Diana Pinguicha, A Curse of Roses

“So glory to the queers who live to see the credits roll”
― Kevin Kantor, Please Come Off-Book

“Grief cannot feed you, though it fills you.”
― Kiran Millwood Hargrave, The Mercies

“I remember once when runes gave you comfort, when sailors came to my father to cast bones and tell them of their time to come. They are a language, Maren. Just because you do not speak it doesn't make it devilry.”
― Kiran Millwood Hargrave, The Mercies

“I don’t know why people try not to cry, why we hold it in. I have decided to cry as much and as hard as I need to. Sometimes it is a snotty nose sob, the kind that bellows out, echoing off the high ceilings. An earthquake cry that shakes my insides and makes my shoulders tremble. And sometimes, it comes in silence. Just tears bubbling up in the corners of my eyes, sometimes falling, but sometimes just swaying in the ebb and flow of sorrow. Sometimes the cry comes without tears, comes in the shake of my voice, the hoarseness. Sometimes it comes camouflaged as laughter. (See number 2 to know what I’m laughing about.) I laugh to keep from crying. A belly laugh, even. But still, the tears are there. And the afternoon goes on, crying and laughing, crying and laughing. And that saying I laughed so hard I cried takes on a whole new meaning.”
― Renée Watson, Love Is a Revolution

“Take your feelings and hold them with softness, but also with power. And whenever you feel afraid, know you can ask your fear about itself.”
― Junauda Petrus, The Stars and the Blackness Between Them

“Screw you, Hilo,” she snapped. “I can kill my ex-boyfriends myself.”
― Fonda Lee, Jade City