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"Uniformity is not unity. Silence is not peace.”

Jordan Ifueko, ‘Raybearer’ p. 401

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But from the years of notes, one thing was missing. The journal called me my daughter. My girl. Darling. Made-of-Me.

But never, ever Tarisai.

Jordan Ifueko, ‘Raybearer’ p. 326

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"Why does everyone hate change so much?" I demanded.

"Because things could get worse.”

"Maybe. But do you know what I think?" My chest throbbed.

"I think deep down, we're afraid that things could get better. Afraid to find out that all the evil - all the suffering we ignore - could have been prevented. If only we had cared enough to try.”

Jordan Ifueko, ‘Raybearer’ p. 167

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I frowned. "Why would anyone want to be moonlight. It's white and cold. I'd much rather be sunshine."

Jordan Ifueko, ‘Raybearer’ p. 72

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My whole life, I had longed for friends who stayed. For the people I loved to never disappear.

Jordan Ifueko, ‘Raybearer’ p. 50

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But more than cities and rainforests, I craved voices that would not call me demon.

Jordan Ifueko, ‘Raybearer’ p. 15

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“... Besides, prophecies always have a way of going wrong, don’t they? They promise you a savior, but that savior ends up eating babies or kicking puppies or something, and the poor gull who’s the prophesied one always end up dead.”

Rebecca Roanhorse, ‘Black Sun’ p. 380.

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“So it’s not only the institution you and my mother are after, it is the god itself. The very ordering of the world.”

Rebecca Roanhorse, ‘Black Sun’ p. 363.

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“Vengeance, then. But what is vengeance if not justice?”

Rebecca Roanhorse, ‘Black Sun’ p. 360.

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He was lean now, the way the coyotes on the eastern plains were lean in winter. He looked hollowed out, a man of perpetual hunger.

Rebecca Roanhorse, ‘Black Sun’ p. 319.

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“Who protects you?” he asked, not doubting her abilities but curious to hear her answer.

It was brash, much like the captain herself.

“The sea herself,” she said.

Rebecca Roanhorse, ‘Black Sun’ p. 136.

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“...As the year divides into old and new, so also will the earth, sun, and moon align in the Convergence. Over our very heads, we will witness order move to chaos and back to order again. So it is with the heavens, so it will be with Tova. We will bear witness to the cycle of evil rising in darkness to be battled back by goodness and light when the sun prevails.”

Rebecca Roanhorse, ‘Black Sun’ p. 94.

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“Look to your records, cleric. Honour is a light that brings trouble. Shadows are safer by far.”

Nghi Vo, ‘The Empress of Salt and Fortune’ p. 114

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“ I have taken everything from you. It is the nature of royalty, I am afraid, what we are bred for and what we are taught.”

Nghi Vo, ‘The Empress of Salt and Fortune’ p. 102

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Rabbit noted with some satisfaction. “It is. White salt is pure and comes from the sea, utterly innocent and utterly still.”

“And red from iron, from swords and shields and the bells that hang from the mammoths’ bridles… I imagine that black salt stands for something else.”

“Yes. You do understand.”

Nghi Vo, ‘The Empress of Salt and Fortune’ pp. 56-57

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They came here with smiles vows to serve, and they were always playing eagle–eye, watching for the slightest hint of treason, the slightest hint of impropriety that they could report back to the court, winning a place in a vaunted company of betrayers and murderers.

Nghi Vo, ‘The Empress of Salt and Fortune’ p. 50

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Being close to her was like being warmed by a bonfire, and I had been cold for a long time.

Nghi Vo, ‘The Empress of Salt and Fortune’ p. 41