Alison

“Once, there was a foundling boy who didn’t believe in anything. He grew up, became a worldly knight, and still he struggled to believe. He bore hardly any hope, and a mountain of disdain. And that should have been the end.” He took my hand, squeezed it, tightening my hold on my hammer. “But then he came to a cathedral upon a tor, and met a woman there. And all the tales he’d troubled himself with about cruelty, about unfairness and godlessness… he started to forget. He was afforded another chance, as if by magic, to believe in something. He’d never be a very good knight, but every time he looked at the woman, he had the distinct faith”—his eyes roved my face—“that things could be better than they’d been.”
― Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth

“If you only ever look up at something, can you ever see it clearly?”
― Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth

“Just as well. Sometimes, Bartholomew, I think her quite the bitch.”
― Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth

“It's hard to see who I am when I am lost in what's expected of me.”
― Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth