sofia (sam willows)

“This whole thing happened because you wouldn't face up to Gideon dying.' he said, which was a stab as precise as any Nonius had managed. 'I don't blame you. But where would you be, right now, if you'd said: She is dead? You're keeping her things like a lover keeping old notes, but with her death, the stuff that made her Gideon was destroyed. That's how Lyctorhood works, isn't it? She died. She can't come back, even if you keep her stuffed away in a drawer you can't look at. You're not waiting for her resurrection; you've made yourself her mausoleum.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth

“She was Harrowhark alone in front of the mirror again: a nonsense, a monster, an alien geometry. A loathsome squawk of a person. She was nine, and she’d made a mistake. She was seventeen, and she’d made a mistake. Time had repeated itself. Harrow would be tripping over herself for her whole existence, a frictionless hoop of totally fucking up.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth

“I understand you didn’t ask on purpose, but I like to think that there was a grain in your soul that saw yourself in need, and perhaps thought to itself, I wish I had Abigail Pent.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth

“Blessings and curses fall on the wicked and the just alike. Fair is a fairy tale. Nothing's claimed by those who don't want it, and nothing's kept by those who won't fight for it. So let's fight. Fuck the gods. Fuck it all. Let's take the world by the throat and make it give us what we want.”
― Jay Kristoff, Darkdawn