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The Mirador (Doctrine of Labyrinths, #3) The Mirador by Sarah Monette
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“It is a rose planted in your heart, and as it's thorns tear you, so does it thrive and flower”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“The obligation d'âme meant that his only allegiance was to Felix, making them a separate kingdom of two, with Felix as king and Mildmay as ministers, army, and populace all combined in one. A stormy little kingdom, I thought, with periodic flare-ups of civil war and a magnificently unstable government. And I was glad I wasn’t a citizen of it.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“You know how sometimes you can be going along and do something or say something, and suddenly you *know* yourself? I mean, it's like you're looking at somebody else, and it's just so fucking clear you want to hit something.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“The dead person is not truly dead until the last person who rememebers them dies.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
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“If I was really, really lucky, Felix might throw a fireball at me, and I'd get out of the rest of this freakshow.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“You must be the only person in the Mirador who hasn’t realized Mildmay would walk on glass knives for you.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“Anyone wanting to cause trouble in the Mirador should be fascinated by Felix.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“I’d seen the way he watched Felix when he thought nobody was paying attention, and it was the kind of look that makes your skin crawl. He laid traps for Felix, too, cunning things that Felix waltzed right out of without seeming to see. Sometimes you could almost hear Lord Shannon’s teeth grinding.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“Felix’s rather rueful admiration seemed to distress Mildmay even more than his anger had.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“You must be the only person in the Mirador who hasn’t realized Mildmay would walk on knives for you.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“You must be the only person in the Mirador who hasn’t realized Mildamy would walk on knives for you.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“All my worst, Bastion-trained instincts came surging up, and I slid off my shoes and trailed along behind her with no heels.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“She hadn’t been a beautiful woman when she was alive; her jaw was too heavy, eyes too small. But she’d clearly been a woman with appaling force of character; the heavy jaw was almost balanced by the uncompromising line of her mouth, and those small, flat, gray eyes reminded me of the one time I had come face to face with a rattlesnake somewhere out in the Grasslands to the west of the Bastion.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“Magic is all about metaphors.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“It is a rose, planted in your hear, and as its thorns tear you so does it thrive and flower.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“I liked him better in the mirror. It was tempting and all too easy to imagine him happened there, furious, but unable to cause mischief.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“Marathines insisted, with great indignation, that there was no slavery in their country, but I couldn’t see any difference to speak of between that and the system of contracts and indentures in the Pharaohlight brothels.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“Victoria wasn’t beautiful, but a stern regularity of feature made her uncompromisingly handsome.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“Every time you come, I have to think of a new adjective,” you said. “Tonight, you are magnificent.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“It was a narrow, twisting hallway, paneled and floored in elaborate interlocking patterns of light and dark wood. False windows flanked every corner, their frames elaborately carved and fretted: looking through one, I discovered a flat, painted landscape like nothing I had ever seen-twisted trees and dark, jeering rocks and the gilt sun lying against the painted sky like a counterfeit coin.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“Felix, you see, doesn’t need to worry about who Lord Stephen marries. And that must gnaw at Robert’s dry little soul like a rat.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador
“Once you sell your soul to the Bastion, you never get it back.”
Sarah Monette, The Mirador