2024 books - the hero of ages (mistborn #3) by brandon sanderson
Why can't you see? This isn't about good or evil. Morality doesn't even enter into it. Good men will kill as quickly for what they want as evil men—only the things they want are different.
lucy westenra core .
2024 books - the final empire (mistborn #1) by brandon sanderson I’m a thief, not a prophet. Sometimes, we just have to be what the job requires.
i was the scary thing in the dark.
tolly driver is a good-hearted screwup in a small town in texas in 1989 when, after a prank gone wrong, he's cursed to be a slasher seeking revenge. he doesn't want to do this, but a curse is a curse and the genre has strict rules.
RECENT READS: “Stardust” by Neil Gaiman
“A philosopher once asked, "Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?" Pointless, really…"Do the stars gaze back?" Now, that's a question.”
Our hearts may be spoken for by those with sweet eyes, little smiles, and so very many needs, but that does not mean that which makes us us is gone. And I hope . . . part of me hopes anyway that in seeing me do this, Marjana knows more is possible. I would not want her to believe that because she was born a girl, she cannot dream.
I am curious how a cripple finds himself in the stuff of gods and rebellion.
— The Spear Cuts Through Water by Simon Jimenez
—— The Ghost Bride, Yangsze Choo for @bloodplums
There was a time when our land flourished without fear and cruelty. A time of dragons and dragon riders.
AESTHETIC MEME: [1/9] characters: Rand al'Thor
'Take this message back to Sammael. Every death he has caused since waking, I lay at his feet and call due. Every murder he has ever done or caused, I lay at his feet and call due. He escaped justice in the Rorn M’doi, and at Nol Caimaine, and Sohadra . . .' More of Lews Therin’s memories, but the pain of what had been done there, the agony of what Lews Therin’s eyes had seen, burned across the Void as if Rand’s. ' . . . But I will see justice done now. Tell him, no truce with the Forsaken. No truce with the Shadow.'
favorite first lines: the haunting of hill house by shirley jackson
No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.
every sapphic book i love → she who became the sun by shelley parker-chan
"you have a lot of feelings in you, ma xiuying." "don't mistake it for caring about your life or death, monk." but it was too late; she already cared.
because getting angry doesn’t help, or weeping or pleading or just fucking trying to be reasonable. because she lost her face, man. because that had to be like having your identity ripped away. because you’re looking in the mirror and a hideous strangers is staring back. and what would i do if i was her, if i was given that choice? – like there would even be a decision. and getting angry doesn’t bring back her face or unmake the choice that she made. any more than it made a difference when dad wouldn’t get out of bed or when mum just flat out told you that your stuff was needed by somebody else. when the people you need stuff from are more interested in something else. at some point the stick broke. there were probably manly tears. beverley brook may have put me to bed, or it’s possible i might have done it myself, just as i’ve always done.
perhaps it is selfish of me, but an uncertain future with him, in all its laughter and quarrels, is better than being left behind.
books read in 2021 - [2/?] You Should See Me in a Crown by Leah Johnson ↳ “You ready?” She whispers into my ear. With you, always, I think. “As I’ll ever be,” I say.
@librarysource’s event I: favourite book romances
❝ I kiss her with everything I have. Like I’ll never kiss her again. Because this is real, we finally made it to this place, and it’s better than any fairy tale. Because I’m done letting people stop me. Because here, always, we deserve this good thing. ❞
every sapphic book i love → kari by amruta patil
what kind of creature was this, this genderless one, and why did she make me feel this way?
