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“I recall certain moments, let us call them icebergs in paradise, when after having had my fill of her –after fabulous, insane exertions that left me limp and azure-barred–I would gather her in my arms with, at last, a mute moan of human tenderness (her skin glistening in the neon light coming from the paved court through the slits in the blind, her soot-black lashes matted, her grave gray eyes more vacant than ever–for all the world a little patient still in the confusion of a drug after a major operation)–and the tenderness would deepen to shame and despair, and I would lull and rock my lone light Lolita in my marble arms, and moan in her warm hair, and caress her at random and mutely ask her blessing, and at the peak of this human agonized selfless tenderness (with my soul actually hanging around her naked body and ready to repent), all at once, ironically, horribly, lust would swell again–and 'oh, no,' Lolita would say with a sigh to heaven, and the next moment the tenderness and the azure–all would be shattered.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

“She was overwhelmed with a premonition. Deja vu but from the future, looking back to this moment looking forward.”
― William Kely McClung, Black Fire

“Okay, sure, he’s a great fucking guy,â€� Michaels didn’t try to hide his frustration. “Except for the killing everybody part.”
― William Kely McClung, Black Fire

“Finch turned around. The slap of his bare feet on the bare floorboards as he walked to the door reminded me of the heartbeat of someone beaten down by life. Finch wasn’t beaten down yet, but his feet thought he was.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“Despite wanting me to end her life, after a short while, Mrs Sloan fought back with surprising strength for such a small woman. Being close to death changed people, I guess, like drinking alcohol or someone saying your handwriting is beautiful changes you.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“Listen to me," cried Syme with extraordinary emphasis. "Shall I tell you the secret of the whole world? It is that we have only known the back of the world. We see everything from behind, and it looks brutal. That is not a tree, but the back of a tree. That is not a cloud, but the back of a cloud. Cannot you see that everything is stooping and hiding a face? If we could only get round in front -”
― G.K. Chesterton, The Man Who Was Thursday: A Nightmare

“These skeletons are not like the ones in the bunker,â€� Macy said. “These are beautiful and not strange at all. Can we take one down and put it in the car with us? It would be good company. And probably talk to me more than you do.”
― Eli Wilde, Orchard of Skeletons

“Orridon, all of our nations have been subject to the tyranny of the Dewar dynasty and the time has come to end it or to continue to live our lives in slavery, not to the Dewar now, but to the evil of the old alchemist,â€� he concluded.”
― Robert Reid, White Light Red Fire

“Before you leave here, Sir, you’re going to learn that one of the most brutal things in the world is your average nineteen-year-old American boy.”
― Philip Caputo, A Rumor of War

“A truth is what it is. A lie, a thought out deception more brutal than a truth could ever be.”
― Charlotte Armstrong

“The man was scowling as if he’d had seven daysâ€� constipation.”
― Rowena Kinread, The Missionary

“Thousands of stars glittered in an inky sky. Glow-worms sparkled in the grass and owls hooted in the distance. It was so peaceful that Patriciusâ€� breast swelled with love and thankfulness for the Lord’s goodness.”
― Rowena Kinread, The Missionary

“We must praise the Lord,â€� Patricius said. “His ways are sometimes unfathomable, but our aspiration has been granted.”
― Rowena Kinread, The Missionary

“It would be better for you to ask about the true God, whom we worship, rather than to ask questions about our race.”
― Rowena Kinread, The Missionary

“If thieves see us on the road, I think they’ll wait for more worthwhile victims.â€� Patricius smiled. He held out his hand to help a monk up from the ground. The monk’s bones were so thin that Patricius was scared to grip him tightly lest the bone crumble beneath his fingers. Their feet and shins looked like those of skeletons.”
― Rowena Kinread, The Missionary

“We came in peace and we shall leave in peace,â€� Patricius determined. “At the moment the king and his tribe do not believe, but there may come a time when they think differently, and then it will be important that we have not lodged ourselves in their memories as equally wicked as themselves.”
― Rowena Kinread, The Missionary

“It’s not always an advantage being born in high society.”
― Rowena Kinread, The Missionary

“Patriciusâ€� heart sank. He studied the druids and recognised a few from Antrim. They stood around the king in their white robes, their hair shaved from ear to ear, chewing their thumbnails and chanting curses. The king raised him arms to silence them. “Kill him! Kill him!â€� they demanded.”
― Rowena Kinread, The Missionary

“Who stands before us today with a pure conscience? Have we not all, at some time, committed a crime in thought or in deed?”
― Rowena Kinread, The Missionary

“Every time rocks fell or a bird screeched, Patricius felt his heart squeezing in terror. He would never recover from his youth in Hibernia.”
― Rowena Kinread, The Missionary

“You never change, Salvatore, always thinking of food.â€�
Salvatore pretended to be offended. “I’m practical, that’s all. We don’t want anyone to faint with exhaustion.”
― Rowena Kinread, The Missionary

“I believe that the Lord God has chosen me, to inflict pain upon me, so that I empathise with fellow men in need. Healthy men also see my pain and give thanks to the Lord that they are well. But I am strong, Patricius. It is better that this pain is inflicted upon myself than upon a weaker person.”
― Rowena Kinread, The Missionary

“She was still starving.”
― Mel Ingrid, Inkman

“She’s a student, not some brass nail you’ve paid to bang away at.”
― Patrick Rothfuss

“I am a one-of-a-kind manifestation of God’s creative genius so pristinely unique that it will never be repeated in all of time and history. And while the world might devalue me in ways rogue and brutal and while I too frequently do the same, my worth simply cannot be touched.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“...these ten minutes had only been the opening movements in a symphony of pain that Azriel could conduct with brutal efficiency.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“I don't believe in fate. Fate is accepting outside forces determine your life. I don't know if I was meant for you, Adeline, but I took you anyway. In every version of our lives, Sinjin gets his Bunny.”
― Ruby Vincent

“Bravery without kindness leads to brutality.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Bulletproof Backbone: Injustice Not Allowed on My Watch

“You’re not ready, Skayld. You say you aren’t damaged, but you are. You’re terrified of forming emotional attachments. You might be ready to sleep with Helki, because his idea of an emotional connection is two people â€� I don’t know â€� setting something on fire together, or making something bleed together.”
― Jane Washington, A Castle of Ash

“You may be a fierce, brutal, scheming, bloodthirsty girl, but I like you.”
― GLEN NESBITT, SUS: Short Unpredictable Stories