In a child’s eyes, a mother is a goddess. She can be glorious or terrible, benevolent or filled with wrath, but she commands love either way. I am convinced that this is the greatest power in the universe.
We can never be gods, after all – but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.
It is blasphemy to separate oneself from the earth and look down on it like a god. It is more than blasphemy; it is dangerous. We can never be gods, after all – but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.
Inevitable is not the same as immediate, Sieh – and love does not mandate forgiveness.
I would savor every moment of my life that remained, suck its marrow, crunch its bones. And when the end came... well, I would not be alone. That was a precious and holy thing.
Whether you live or die is irrelevant. You are Arameri, and like all of us, you will serve.
So here is why I write what I do: We all have futures. We all have pasts. We all have stories. And we all, every single one of us, no matter who we are and no matter what’s been taken from us or what poison we’ve internalized or how hard we’ve had to work to expel it – – we all get to dream.
Once upon a time there was a Once upon a time there was a Once upon a time there was a Stop this. It’s undignified.
Any woman can face the world alone, but why should we have to?
There is nothing foolish about hope.
If the gods do decide to wipe us out, is it such a bad thing? Maybe we’ve earned a little annihilation.
Determination could easily become obsession.
Funny thing, employment. If you keep doing it, you keep getting paid.
Love betrayed has an entirely different sound from hatred outright.
I am not as I once was. They have done this to me, broken me open and torn out my heart. I do not know who I am anymore. I must try to remember.