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“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

“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

“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

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