Lady of Istok Quotes

“I’m a little broken, but I still stand,”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Like all the ancestors before me who worshiped the sky, every night away from you, I shall paint you name into the stars.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Hira certainly felt damned. Corroded and twisted. Bent at an unnatural angle, unable to straighten and be who she once was. Perhaps this is what people called 'growing up'. A most unpleasurable journey.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“She understood why Suidians pounded their chest when in pain. Because words were useless. Words are nothing but humanity's attempt to express what can never be expressed. An attempt to capture a moment, an emotion, a loss. But words were nothing. Words were vapor in the air. Words didn't provide life. Words didn't save.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Life was cruel that way. It sought out purity and pulled it by its root, exposed it to the harshness of the world and enjoyed how it dried out hope.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“The brown of his eyes was the beginning of the earth. The pits and hallows of mountains were painted in his irises.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“It seemed to her that he’d lived one hundred lives. Pockets of lifetimes hidden in the markings of his weathered face, in the sadness of his eyes, and the frayed hairs of his ancient head.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Do not fear death. Death should be afraid of you.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“In that moment, she realized that bravery had nothing to do with swords and killing. Bravery was knowing who you were at all times.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“She was a painting where only the edges were drawn and all the wild, vibrant colors were yet to bring the image of life.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Out of the countless cells in the universe, life chose the ones which formulated her and stitched them together to create her mind, body, and soul. Forged from millennia of star-residue, here she stood. Yes, her body held unfathomable scars, but her body also chronicled her endurance.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“The end is never written. Only the beginning.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Life, and the maladies it contained, raked its fingers over them all.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“There was a part of her that lived in perpetual wonderment, and because he'd long lost his wonder of the world, it was intoxicating to behold.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“What is a person without people? A ghost, that's what they are.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Youth was such an odd thing. You were too young to know much, but when you crossed the threshold into adulthood, they resented you for not knowing enough.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Most days, I don’t feel powerful. I’m like a small ship in a great storm, teetering between survival and capsizing.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“She supposed all death was a surprise even if one lived a long life. Like an expected friend’s visit that arrived early and startled you when they knocked.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“The lies we tell to protect ourselves are the most important lies we ever tell.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Men seldom respect us despite our abilities. At times, they fear us, but respect is something they hand out only selectively to women.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“He’d been a stone for so many years that the pit of his heart was a calcined organ long left to rot.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“The thing with loneliness is that when you’re in it, it feels eternal and the malignant thoughts housed in one’s head come out for a midnight dance, delighting in one’s sorrow.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Under the light of a thousand stars, he was beautiful and wild, like a storm in the northern seas.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Perhaps from birth, women disappointed people. Women’s freedoms were conditional, distilled by unspoken commandments embedded into a society who suspected them based on their sex.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Sometimes sadness is so dire and deep that tears are inadequate.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Those who are saddest are the most observant.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“The future is not for us.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“Fools ask how they will die. The wise ask how they will live.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok

“She often felt very much like a mountain in winter; distant and revered, but never accessible.”
― Isabelle Olmo, Lady of Istok