She ruled with fear, yes, but also with adoration. It would be easy to abuse a person when they never recognized it as abuse.
What was it about her that attracted razor-sharp claws and teeth? Bullets too, for that matter. This was an android injustice that needed to be dealt with as soon as this whole revolution thing was behind them.
Some stains never came out.
Fair evening, Lady Pinkerton. I hope you enjoy satisfyingly deep breaths during your ride home.” Part mortified, part despicably impressed, Catherine marched up the last step and slammed the carriage door shut.
He’s just gone inside to be heroic.
I’m going to make it a law that the correct way to address your sovereign is by giving a high five.
Thorne cleared his throat. “We need to get back to the house. We’ve already risked drawing enough attention, and she... ” He looked at Winter. There was an edge to his expression, like he didn’t trust anyone who was more attractive than he was. “... will definitely draw attention.
The mirror answered: “You, my queen, are fair; it’s true. But the young queen is far more fair than you.
Iko was beginning to comprehend why humans curled into the fetal position when they were afraid.
Heroism wasn’t about what you could do, it was about what you did.
Our country was built on a foundation of equality and togetherness, not prejudice and hatred.
We both know the world would be better off without heroes. Without villains. Without any of us, getting in the way of normal, happy people and their normal, happy lives.
You mean people don’t like to see hypocrisy in their leadership? Shocking.
Right. Well, good job. Cinder and I are going to watch the video. If anyone comes to the house, hide. Don’t leave, and try not to do anything crazy.” Winter winked. “I shall be a vestibule of unhampered sanity.
The huntsman took pity on her and said, “Run away into the woods, child, and never come back.
Illusions were dangerous, and being tricked into believing things that weren’t real was often the most dangerous thing of all.
Maybe there isn’t such a thing as fate. Maybe it’s just the opportunities we’re given, and what we do with them.
To know what this world could look like, what humanity could be, if only we all chose to do our best, to help others, to... to be, well, heroes.
Maybe she truly was hideous. But so long as she could deceive everyone, what did it matter?
There is no I in hero.