Bee

“God died before we were born. Our grandparents felt the last of him, that's why they nail crosses above their beds and drape rosaries from their necks. There's no heaven anymore and they'll take that to their grave. He'll be stuck in limbo and we'll probably meet Him there and just because we're baptised doesn't mean we're owed salvation. The angels are homesick and they can't find their wings, and I think I met an angel in hospital, but we're sick, and they're dying, and there's a difference. There is a difference. We all have blood on our hands but we're all too clean for hell.”
― Dakota Warren, On Sun Swallowing

“I suppose that's why I love you."
His eyes flew open and his face lit in an extraordinary grin. "All Saints, say it again."
"I will not."
"You must."
"I'm the queen. I must do nothing but please myself."
"Would it please you to kiss me?”
― Leigh Bardugo, Rule of Wolves

“They ran over the bridge, across the dark river, running headlong
towards danger and disaster and death, and she held out her hand and
took hold of his, so they ran together hand in hand, and she looked at
him and he looked at her and they smiled as they ran, and the smile
became a grin as they hurtled along, the lights of the night streaking past
them, and in that moment, for all her fear and horror and grief, Rose had
never been happier in her life.”
― Russell T. Davies, Doctor Who: Rose

“Rose had enough of standing back and doing nothing. Of being told to sit still and behave and go to work and wear this and say that, of being told what to do by men, and boys, and her mother, and teachers, and bosses, and boyfriends, by the Doctor and the Nestene and everyone in between. Above her, the world was ending. In front of her, the Doctor was dying. At her feet, Mickey was blubbing. Well, to hell with that.”
― Russell T. Davies, Doctor Who: Rose