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Elora Bishop
“If I could, I would live forever in this moment. But no one can live in a moment, and time moves on.”
Elora Bishop, Braided: A Lesbian Rapunzel

Elora Bishop
“When you take advice from a cat, there are always consequences.”
Elora Bishop, Braided: A Lesbian Rapunzel

Elora Bishop
“Sacredness and profanity and prayers and wishes: they're all held together by the broken limbs of this dead tree, raking the night sky with its blackened branches. We are so small, the two of us. The tree and sky are so large and grand. We could fail so easily, fall before we've begun to rise.”
Elora Bishop, Braided: A Lesbian Rapunzel

Elora Bishop
“It's in my blood, as magic is in yours." His mouth is still smiling, but his tone is somber. "I couldn't stop writing even if I wanted to.”
Elora Bishop, Braided: A Lesbian Rapunzel

Elora Bishop
“You are arrogant," says the cat, "and you are in love. Either one of these things alone might be overcome, but together, they make for a stubborn combination.”
Elora Bishop, Braided: A Lesbian Rapunzel

Holly Black
“The braided weeds and briars of her hair fall around her, serving as a cape. Large black eyes peer out from the tangle. She wears a gown of drab cloth and bark. When she moves, I see her feet are bare. Rings shine on several of her toes.”
Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

Holly Black
“Nicasia, meanwhile, wears the colours of the sea. Her gown is the green of kelp, deep and rich. Her aqua hair is braided up and adorned with a cunning crown made of fish bones and jaws.”
Holly Black, The Queen of Nothing

Sarah J. Maas
“Alis had found me a luxurious white velvet cloak for the brisk ride into the hills, and Tamlin had lifted me onto a moon-pale mare with wildflowers woven into her silver mane. If I had wanted to paint a picture of serene purity, it would have been the image I cast that morning, my hair braided above my head, a crown of white hawthorn blossoms upon it. I'd dabbed rouge onto my cheeks and lips- a slight hint of colour. Like the first blush of spring across a winter landscape.”
Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin