The plot hadn’t really got going yet - a lot of backstory - but something exciting was going to happen soon. It had to: the title promised it.

My father told me once it wasn’t true that people get more conservative over time; he said they just get tired and it’s easy when you’re tired to be agreeable.

Another book in the “weird girl fiction” space

When something bad is actually happening, it's easy to underreact, because a part of you is wired to assume it isn't real. When you stop underreacting, the horror is unique because it is, unfortunately, endless.

Because it felt feminine to put emotion before rationality, to fall madly in love, to surrender one’s own existence to support a man.

Don’t let him make His own selfishness someone else’s burden to bear.

The arrogance of men never ceases to amaze me. You all think everything has to do with you, and every woman has to desire you.

There is an old saying here in the Borderlands: ‘Better to have one woman on your side than ten men.’

You listen sharp, think deep, and guard your tongue. That’s good advice.

Unpaid soldiers become angry. Angry, unpaid soldiers forget their loyalty.

Those broken by worldly violence and loss did not deserve to be shunned when they struggled to rise once more.

He had made mistakes in the past, bad calls, but fighting against tyranny, against brutality, would never be the wrong choice.

You only need to look up to see the best proof of endless possibilities.

Have been unavoidably detained by the world. Expect us when you see us.

Two sisters - one flighty, one responsible - find themselves tangled in a mysterious cult-like community when the flighty one disappears.

When reenacting Iron Age living gets a bit too realistic…

Women can be heroes, too.

The world he thought he knew had become an odd thing, twisting time and purpose. But it had remained an unfair universe in the end.

… many folk obey ancient laws of hospitality and cannot simply come charging into one’s home to murder guests.”

People don’t need wild gods any more when they’re fat and rich and comfortable. Gods don’t take kindly to being forgotten.