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We're in the same place. Exactly the same place. Come here. Come. Step closer. Look. If you look at me, who do I look at?

The smallest, most seemingly insignificant event is part of an intricate whole and to understand why one particular mote of dust falls in one particular path, and lands in one particular location, is to understand the will of Amaat. There is no such thing as just a coincidence.

The song he sang was no spell of wizardry, no chant or Deed of heroes or kings, but a lilting drone of non-sense words, such as a boy might sing as he herded goats through the long, long afternoons of summer, in the high hills of Gont, alone.

Why do you act like you care about me? 'Cause you don't.
How- how can you say that-
You like the paronage. You’ve always liked the patronage.
I- we're we've- we're in this together! Of course I care about you!

This soil is bad for certain kinds of flowers. Certain seeds it will not nurture, certain fruit it will not bear, and when the land kills of its own volition, we acquiesce and say the victim had no right to live. We are wrong, of course, but it doesn’t matter. It’s too late.

Kevin looking back at Little, looking down at him lying there, Little fully returning his gaze, these fourteen pages the first time he's looked at anyone thus.

Sometimes round the way, where we live, you can catch this same breeze. It come through the hood and it’s like everything stop for a second ‘cause everybody just wanna feel it. Everything just get quiet, you know?

None of it needs be this way in truth, Rhaenyra.

Dreams didn't make us kings.

Old Dolio is trying to be tough but it’s awful to want this, to ask for it.

Say the word and I'll put my guitar down
I'll be sad but at least we'll both get laid
We'll start to fight when I start to resent you
And we'll both agree the thought was nice but I should not have stayed

I’m sorry for making you wait so long. You’ve worked so hard all this time. Now, let’s go. We’ll always be together from now on.

At some point you gotta decide for yourself who you wanna be. Can’t let nobody make that decision for you.

And then she put glass in my food and killed me. Ha! I’m just kidding. She did kill me though, just later. There’s more than one way to kill someone.

Then we’d go to sleep and dream the same dreams. We always dreamed the same dreams, which was like living twice.

There is language enough to describe it, but going there is beyond language, so mostly I don’t. I don’t know how to belong to the story in a way that doesn’t betray it.

THE PAST IS MADE OF STATIC IMAGES, DISTORTED MEMORIES, DEMENTED NOSTALGIA. THIS, THE PRESENT -- WITH ALL ITS POSSIBILITIES, INNUMERABLE HITS AND MISSES -- IS FAR SUPERIOR. IT IS A LIVING ORGANISM.

So pretty. I loved the look in your eyes when I hurt you. I always thought you were stronger than anyone…and yet now you seem so weak.

Say the word and I'll put my guitar down
I'll be sad but at least we'll both get laid
We'll start to fight when I start to resent you
And we'll both agree the thought was nice but I should not have stayed

“My heart is a fish.” Tisarwat’s voice thin and breathy. A shallow gasp. “Hiding in the water-grass.” Another. “In the green.”
“Well, that one’s all right,” Nine admitted. “Though it does get stuck in my head something fierce.”

The glass dance floor stretches away forever. None of them have really talked to one another, so there’s been no progress on creating a fake sky.

No matter what form you take, Homura-chan is Homura-chan. Falling in love with someone is wonderful, so don't call yourself the devil. I love you.

Mothers who disappeared, fathers who didn’t love you, kids who mocked you—everything would shrink to pinpoints and vanish. Up there: nothing but stars.

Queen Alicent has not forgotten the love you had for each other.

All words were sorcery. If enough people believed in words, in a language or a treaty or an Antler Stone, then the words could change the whole world. Faster and further than fire.

For he knew the cold truth. The only thing that could tear down the House of the Dragon, was itself.

Say the word and I'll put my guitar down
I'll be sad but at least we'll both get laid
We'll start to fight when I start to resent you
And we'll both agree the thought was nice but I should not have stayed

What was it like to live with genius?
Like living alone.
Like living alone with a tiger.
Everything had to be sacrificed for the work. Plans had to be canceled, meals had to be delayed; liquor had to be bought, as soon as possible, or else all poured into the sink.

vulnerable too.

For when she chose to remember her youth at all, she could scarcely dredge up an ounce of recollection about that daring meeting with the Wizard. She could recall far more clearly how she and Elphie had shared a bed on the road to the Emerald City. How brave that had made her feel, and how