Eric

“Your kind’s memories are tricky things,” she said finally. “They are like oil paintings. Even the first draft is an impression, an imperfect recreation of the event itself. Yet each time you access those memories, you paint a new layer overtop the old, adding small changes and tweaks. Those alterations grow and compound on themselves over time until the current painting almost doesn’t resemble the original.”
― Travis Bagwell, Flame

“Augment?” Julia said, with an edge to her voice that Finn found familiar.

Damn, I wish I could see her. He was just now realizing how much he relied on facial expressions and body language. It would be nice to see the storm brewing in Julia’s eyes before she stabbed him to death.

That would at least give him a chance to run away…”
― Travis Bagwell, Flame

“Dear Mr. Right

People say you don't exist. Yes, I agree no one is perfect but people can be right with all the imperfections and flaws. Can't they? So, You must know that I do believe in you. I do believe somewhere out there you do exist.

Yesterday my friend told me that you aren't riding a White horse but the tortoise that is why you are taking eons to reach me. But that's okay with me, I don't have any preference for your choice of a commute as long as you are using Google Maps with me as your destination.

You must have detoured a lot. Hope you had fun but now it's time we start our own adventure. So, reach soon.

Yours Forever”
― Ankita Singhal

“As long as we don't have magic, they will never treat us with respect. They need to know we can hit them back. If they burn our homes, we burn theirs, too.”
― Tomi Adeyemi, Children of Blood and Bone