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I FUCKING KNEW IT!!!

I actively dislike this man but the way he calls her Precious is just !!!

"Foolish is the king who does not prepare for attack. From outsiders, as well as those within."

“There’s safety in loneliness, but there’s a lurking danger too. One that doesn’t come from anything other than yourself.”

"I think some questions can't bear to face the light. It's easier for hesitant words and feared answers to be given in the dark. At least then, we can hide them in the shadows - hide ourselves from them."

"Not every girl has a rape story. But almost every girl has an "I;m not sure, I didn't like it, but I can't quite call it rape" story."

Fuck!

This has been on an untold number of tbrs but now I've finally picked it up, I'm really enjoying it!

"When you're in the zone, drafting doesn't feel like an effortful artifice. It feels like remembering, like putting down in written form something that has been locked inside you all along."

"But that's the fate of a storyteller. We become nodal points for the grotesque. We are the ones who say, "Look!" while everyone peeks through their eyes, unable to confront darkness in full force. We articulate what no one else can even parse. We give a name to the unthinkable."

"This is what I love most about writing - it offers us endless opportunities to reinvent ourselves, and the stories we tell about ourselves. It let's us acknowledge every aspect of our heritage and history."

"People come to a text with so many prejudices formed by what they think they know about the author... I sometimes wonder how my work would be received if I pretended to be a man, or a white woman. The text could be exactly the same, but one might be a critical bomb and the other a resounding success. Why is that?"

"Titles mean nothing. Blood and kinship mean nothing. There are three things that matter in this realm: coin, land, and the ability to summon soldiers to fight those who would seek to take the first two from you. Everything else is a farce played by folk born into their role or come late to the stage"

"I don't really exist, do I?" I whispered, and they were the truest words I had spoken"

MY HEART!!!

"Power is a choice, Sylvia. When you choose who you are willing to fight for, you choose who you are."

"One day, I would stand trial before the spirits of my dead. One day, the bodies I never buried would call upon me to answer for my sins.

One day, but not today."

"There is much you don't know about me, but understand this: I will fight for my freedom until my last breath. You took it away, and you cannot fault how ardently I choose to take it back. Until you have felt hunted, less than human, rejected from the moment you were born for something you did not ask for and cannot control - until then, do not speak to me of martyrs and mercenaries."

"If you are not their ally, you are their foe. You do not get the luxury of indifference in war."

"Mama told me nothing in this world is meant to be limitless. Nature will find a way to exact a cost."

"fate is comfort for the content and misfortune for fools."

"Children are not meant to bear the woes of this life, Sylvia. It breaks them. They will spend their adult lives doing everything in their power to never feel the weight of the world again."

"Two things stood before me and good night's sleep, and I was allowed to kill only one of them."

Okay, sassy opening line! I see you!

"At my lowest, I struggled to find the light,
and even though the sun bookends each day,
all I could see were the shadows of the night.

But every morning, I chose to rise;
I considered a hopeful thing to say—
that despite days filled with gray skies,
me being me is enough reason to stay."

"She called out to the moon,
and they shared their secrets.
The sun always reached her,
even through the clouds,
kissing the tops of her shoulders,
leaving freckles in secret places
only meant for love.

She had courage and admiration
for the everyday, ordinary things—
she was magic, filled with purpose,
and she was worth it, for this
I am unequivocally certain."

"If I don’t often make sense,
just know,
everything about you
and everything about us
always does."

"“Every card is yours, no matter how light or heavy; it is always meant for you—strength will always need to be reminded.”"

"Perhaps the walls around your heart were not built to keep others out but
rather to determine the ones who would be willing to scale the wall. And all the ones who reached the top and peered over long enough to see the heart inside were the ones you could count on. The ones that would have the strength to lift you up in the moments you needed them."

"The stars have forewarned
the ocean can be rough and the
earth can spark and erupt.
Nothing is ever still—time, love,
or any matters of the soul or heart.
The world can be so unforgiving,
a rage deep under the surface skin.

And yet I am still here,
I’m here
and

I carry on."

"The ache never really goes away; it’s a ghost, always returning, forever haunting. It’s just, over time, your heart makes room for it. And in the space that it now haunts, the rest of your heart tries to fill itself with the courage to continue forward, compensating for a grief you never thought you would have to live with... You grow into the space, and eventually it does not consume you."

"And is joy latent in everything?
I have felt it sometimes in the washing
of dishes, in mowing the lawn,
in peeling the carrots, even washing
the fishtank and scrubbing the floor.

So could it be, too, inside worried pacing?
In envy? In sighing? In the clenching of fists?
Is there joy where I can’t imagine it?
Joy—waiting to spin like a wheel,
waiting to rise like laughter
that careens through the deepening dark."

"What sunlight does to water,
stillness does to us."