“I was ten years old the first time I realized I was strange,” ~ Krystal Sutherland
Review: House of Hollow
Review: The Cruel Prince
“What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong? Instead of being afraid, I could become something to fear.” ~ Holly Black
How Beautiful We Were
“My mother always cautioned me against dwelling on the past and the future. What happened will never unhappen, she liked to say; what is to happen will happen—better you focus on what’s happening in front of you,” - Imbolo Mbue
Review: The Inheritance Games
“The more complicated a person’s strategy seemed, the less likely an opponent was to look for simple answers. If you could keep someone looking at your knight, you could take them with a pawn. Look past the details. Past the complications.” ~ Jennifer Lynn Barnes
Review: Interior Chinatown
“You’re here, supposedly, in a new land full of opportunity, but somehow have gotten trapped in a pretend version of the old country.” ~ Charles Yu
Review: Aru Shah and the Song of Death
“How about a group elbow bump?” suggested Mimi. “Handshakes are really unhygienic.” “No,” Brynne and Aru said at the same time. ~ Roshani Chokshi
Review: Hamnet
"She sees how she, Agnes, must remain calm, steady, must make herself bigger in a way, to keep the house on an even keel, not to allow it to be taken over by this darkness, to square up to it, to shield Susanna from it, to seal off her own cracks, not to let it in.” ~ Maggie O’Farrell
Review: Shadow and Bone
“You’re shaking,” he said. “I’m not used to people trying to kill me.” “Really? I hardly notice anymore.” ~Leigh Bardugo
Review: Black Buck
“It’s the duty of every man and woman who has achieved some success in life to pass it on, because when we’re gone, what matters most isn’t what we were able to attain but who we were able to help.” - Mateo Askaripour
Review: Let Me Tell You What I Mean
“The peculiarity of being a writer is that the entire enterprise involves the mortal humiliation of seeing one’s own words in print.” ~ Joan Didion
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