Angela

“it’s impossible to reconcile the idea of a benevolent creator with a life that looks like this. To convince yourself the one above cares, when there’s so much horror and hurt and hate in the world. Only the blind can look into hellfire and smile. Only the coward raises a fist to his child and calls it love. And I was reminded of that time I spoke to Patience, then. Her little dead bird cupped in her palms. Her questions about why he died. I told you it’s hard to explain death to your child, vampire, but in truth, it’s impossible to explain any of this to anyone. So we settle. For the myth of the grand plan. For the fable of the God who loves us. We teach ourselves to believe in the lie, that all of it will make sense once we die. “But in truth, there’s no truth to any of it. We suffer because he wants it. We hurt because he wills it. We die because he likes it. And if there is a plan, coldblood, then this is the extent of it.” Gabriel waved at the walls; the dark stone around them and empty night beyond. “A world on its knees. Begging for just one moment of mercy. Bleeding its miserable last into the mouths of the monsters his own fucking son created.”
― Jay Kristoff, Empire of the Damned

“I’m a mess. A mess of muffled emotions and well-built walls.”
― Lauren Roberts, Powerless

“Grady was a narcissist. His focus was always on who’d done him wrong and how he deserved the leadership role and any other favor that could be bestowed upon him.”
― Jen L. Grey, Dark Prince

“I could anticipate the worst possible outcome, then I could prepare for it. But”
― Tricia O'Malley, Wild Scottish Knight