Jilo Quotes

“Witches are, in spite of our powers, still human, and humans tend to fear what we don’t understand.”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo

“Jilo wondered just how many more generations this nightmare might reach back.”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo

“Yes, she realized in flabbergasted amusement, the girl truly believed she had just paid Jilo a compliment.”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo

“What I believe is that it’s easy to imagine things about someone you don’t know. And what I know is you don’t know me.”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo

“Didn’t matter whose blood ran through either of those girls’ veins. They both belonged to May now.”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo

“But May soon realized that even though she might someday uncover a font of forgiveness in her heart, today was not the day it would happen.”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo

“The White King held dominion over those who died by their own hand. He was the only one of his brethren who feasted solely on the human spirit.”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo

“You want to love him. But I don’t know why. What has he ever done for you, really?”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo

“shock and terror filling his eyes as it dawned on him for the first time how quickly, after hundreds of years, the balance of power could shift.”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo

“the well-rehearsed words shooting out like shrapnel.”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo

“Yes, but it isn’t about the money . . .” the redhead began. “Spoken like someone who’s always had it,” Jilo found her tongue. “For the rest of us, it’s always about the money.”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo

“the heart speaks the truth even when blood itself lies.”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo

“Outside, the chat of mockingbirds, sleepless beneath the bright moonlight, tugged her back into a childhood memory, another full moon night such as this one, when she had complained to her mother about the filching habit that had earned the birds their name. “Why they gotta steal the other birds’ songs anyway? Why don’t they sing their own song instead?” Her mama had pinched her cheek, forcing her to smile. “They ain’t stealing nothing, baby,” she had said, winking at May. “They just trying to imagine what it’s like to be one of those other birds. Of course they may get the melody wrong in places, but it’s love that make them try in the first place. They just trying to see things through others’ eyes. Be a lot better world if people did that, too. Now you leave those poor mockingbirds be.”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo

“They ain’t stealing nothing, baby,” she had said, winking at May. “They just trying to imagine what it’s like to be one of those other birds. Of course they may get the melody wrong in places, but it’s love that make them try in the first place. They just trying to see things through others’ eyes. Be a lot better world if people did that, too. Now you leave those poor mockingbirds be.”
― J.D. Horn, Jilo