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quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 30m

Look at him turning to take the last few steps toward the one who awaits him. His face tilted upward toward home. Look at him, look at him. How could I not love him?

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 1h

I can reach back in there and unbend and rebend everything like Nordstrom’s wire hangers and make it rehappen the way it always should have. Put Hawaii back. Refreeze the pack ice. Bring back jazz. Make my brother love me again.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 2h

Our souls are made of stories, Clayton. The stories of the choices we’ve made.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 3h

icon of their differences. Neither one could retreat, or move forward. It was silly, and they were stuck, and someone needed to break the spell. But all the Witch could do was insist, “I want those shoes.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 3h

Glinda reached out and touched the Witch’s elbow. “They won’t make your father love you any better,” she said.
The Witch pulled back. They stood glaring at each other. They had too much common history to come apart over a pair of shoes, yet the shoes were planted between them, a grotesque

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 4h

She is the part of humanity that will love anything, find meaning in anything, build a new civilization out of anything, because it’s a compulsion with us.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 5h

The Silt Verses teach us that all rivers are one river. And all currents, sooner or later, find their way to the same silent garden beneath the waves.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 6h

She wants to coil around Anna and bite her and make her stop struggling: crush her into stillness, so that she has no choice but to be at peace: she wants to soothe Anna’s hurt, and hurt her more, and soothe that pain too.

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quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 7h

Is that what you think of me?
I don’t really think about you.
Yeah, right, lady. You do think about me. And I think about you. It’s called a human relationship. And sorry, but we have one.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 8h

What kind of person, she thought, would transform a woman into a spider? What kind of person, for that matter, saw a woman and even thought spider?

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 9h

I just know that I woke up and I found my way back to you.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 10h

A narrative weapon is the only chance we have against the Exordia! It has to be here. I can smell it on your souls, in the arc of your myths and the dreams of your children!

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 11h

Fear, she said. What are we so afraid of? Why do we let ’em tell us we’re afraid? What is it they’re afraid of?” She picked up the stocking she had been darning, turned it in her hands, was silent awhile; finally she said, “What are they afraid of us for?
Tenar spun and did not answer.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 12h

She is the part of humanity that will love anything, find meaning in anything, build a new civilization out of anything, because it’s a compulsion with us.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 13h

My heart is a fish
Hiding in the water-grass
In the green, in the green.

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quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 14h

On the other side of the room was a framed print of a man in the snow. He was lying on his back.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 15h

The beacon on the Hightower, do you know what color it glows when Oldtown calls its banners to war?

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 16h

“No,” Tau said. “No amnesty. You treat people like things, and I cannot stand it.”

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 17h

Meals are the special privilege of the living. In order to stay alive, we need to keep eating.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 18h

Mothers who disappeared, fathers who didn’t love you, kids who mocked you—everything would shrink to pinpoints and vanish. Up there: nothing but stars.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 19h

Lydia is dead. But they don’t know this yet. 1977, May 3, six thirty in the morning, no one knows anything but this innocuous fact: Lydia is late for breakfast.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 20h

Iscend is glad to exist, in a way very few people will ever attain.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 21h

How porous the boundary was between him and the world, as if everything flowed through him like water through a net. She’d worried about him, moving through a rough world as a tender bare heart, beating out in the open where anything could cause a bruise.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 22h

HOMURA: They really do look better on you after all.

quote bot @wrdgardens.bsky.social · 23h

Bonnie. Thank you for helping me grow up.