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Only in Faerieland is a giant toad the less conspicuous choice.
~ Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

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What does it taste like when you are so free you can follow the sun until it dips down into the ocean?
~ Kira Jane Buxton, Hollow Kingdom

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Ya need some girlfriends, hon, ‘cause they’re furever. Without a vow. A clutch of women’s the most tender, most tough place on Earth.
~ Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

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“It’s a very special couch,” I told her. “Mad Rogan once fell asleep on it. We’re thinking of having it gold-plated and donated to a museum . . .” ― Ilona Andrews, 
Sapphire Flames
(Hidden Legacy #4)

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This is not magic. This is the way the world is, only very few people take the time to stop and note it.
~ Erin Morgenstern,
The Night Circus

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“Might that attitude be a form of self-protection?”

“You mean am I deluding myself?”

“That’s another way to put it.”

“If I say yes, then I’m not deluded. And if I say no, it’s further evidence of delusion.”

~ Leni Zumas, Red Clocks

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She accumulated the dust of other worlds on her skin like ten thousand perfumes, and left constellations of wistful men and impossible tales in her wake.
~ Alix E. Harrow,
The Ten Thousand Doors of January

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“If she was gone, this was it for him. He had lived over a thousand five hundred years. It was enough. If Lijuan had risen monstrous while he and Elena slept, he’d do what he could to burn out that scourge because Elena would want him to do that, but he would not live thousands of years without her. He could not live another day without her.”
– Nalini Singh, Archangel’s War

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“S-word,” she muttered, sliding out of the car. “Bloody F-wording S-word!” This was small relief to her feelings of anxiety and oppression. It really wasn’t fair. Who needed the relief of occasional bad language more than a mother of small children?
Maybe she should start using her mother’s “Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ!” instead. Jem had incorporated that one into his own collection of expletives before he turned four and had long since taught it to Mandy; they wouldn’t be warped by hearing it.
~ Diana Gabaldon, Written in My Own Heart’s Blood

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“In darkness, we are naked. Our truest selves. Night is when fear comes to us at its fullest, when we have no way to fight it,” Ead continued. “It will do everything it can to seep inside you. Sometimes it may succeed — but never think that you are the night.”
~ Samantha Shannon,
The Priory of the Orange Tree

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“I didn’t know you could dance.”

I sounded okay, not like the high-strung mess inside my head.

“There’s a lot you don’t know.”

Of course there was. He was the last of a race the fae had all but wiped out centuries ago. He looked young, my age, but he wasn’t. He looked human, but he wasn’t that either. He had a hunger inside him, one that had once looked at me like prey.

The Nightshade’s Touch, (Messenger Chronicles #3), Pippa DaCosta

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A thread in a tapestry. That’s what it had felt like the night she’d left the gold for Yrene in Innish. Like pulling a thread in a tapestry, and seeing just how far and wide it went. All the way to the southern continent, it seemed. And it had rippled back with an army and a healed, happy friend. Or as happy as any of them might be at the moment.

~ Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash