Victoria Schwab

“t was amazing how easy it was to think in straight lines when he was in motion, even without his violin.”

— Victoria Schwab

“Everything is valuable, in its own way. Everything is full of history.”

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“The bodies in my floor all trusted someone. Now I walk on them to tea.”

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“What do schools do that for?” he grumbles. “What’s the point of summer if they give you homework?” “Exactly!”

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“When no one understands, that's usually a good sign that you're wrong.”

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“I will set you free,” he says just before he buries the knife in my chest, and I wake up.”

— Victoria Schwab

“Plenty of humans were monstrous, and plenty of monsters knew how to play at being human.”

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“And whatever lie he would have given, it died on his lips as they met hers.”

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“There were two kinds of monsters, the kind that hunted the streets and the kind that lived in your head. She could…

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“Be lost. Give up. Give In. in the end It would be better to surrender before you begin. be lost. Be lost…

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“Truth be told, Victor didn't care for graveyards, either. He didn't like dead people, mostly because he had no effect on them.…

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“We’re a team, Mac,” he says. “We’ll get through this.” “Which part?” I ask. He smiles. “All of it.” And I smile…

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“I want the things most people don’t notice. The ring and the key and the way you have of wearing everything on…

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“It takes at least three assassination attempts to scare me off. And even then, if there are baked goods involved, I might…

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“I just want to know if you’re okay,” he says, so soft I barely hear it through the static. I’m not, not…

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“I suppose it doesn't matter how they get out. All that matters is they do. And when they do, they must be…

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“There's a difference between fear and paralysis. And I've learned that I don't have to "grow up" to be open to opportunity,…

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“We make a good team, Mackenzie Bishop.” “We do.” We do , and that is the thing that tempers the heat beneath…

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“Sight is an important thing, August. Without it, our minds invent, and the things they invent are almost always worse than the…

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“He closed his eyes and saw two versions of himself, the first surrounded by bodies, blood and shadow climbing his wrists, the…

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“It was a hard thing, to vanish, especially when the people parted for him. Most of them didn’t stare. No, in fact,…

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“Well, there's this new girl who just moved in on floor three. Her family's re-opening the cafe. I hear she likes to…

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“The dead are silent, and objects, when they hold impressions, are quiet until you reach through them. But the touch of living…

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“Kate stared, her expression carved in ice. And then she came close, close enough for him to see the glint of silver…

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“Mom may be able to power a city, but Dad barely stays lit.”

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“Doesn’t do much good,” she’d said, “to fear one kind of death and not another.”

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“Only fools and cowards scorned fear. Fear keeps you alive.”

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“The shared secret of our second lives hangs between us, not like a weight, but like a lifeline.”

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“If you don't show, I'm likely to do something foolish, like throw myself at Aluc-”

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“I’m willing to walk in darkness if it keeps humans in the light.”

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“Kate wondered who was more addicted to their high, serial killers or coffee addicts. “Next!”

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“Stare too long at anything and you start to wonder. And where does wondering get you? Nowhere good.”

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“It was like cooking, not baking. Baking took a sense of order. Cooking took a flare, a little art, a little luck.…

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“Da thought of people as books to be read, but I've always thought of them more as formulas- full of variables, but…

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“Mourning was its own kind of music—the sound of so many hearts, of so many breaths, of so many standing together.”

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“Because the only way to truly record a person is not in words, not in still frames, but in bone and skin…

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“Anger flared through him, but anger was unproductive so he twisted it into pragmatism while he searched for a flaw.”

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“I do want it. I want you to stay. Time and disease are taking you from me. You’ve told me, made it…

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“That's how he saw climbing, a physical exercise in positive and negative space. The vast expanse of white drawing the small, person-shaped…

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“I watch him fight back a smile and lose. What comes through isn’t smug, or even crooked. It’s proud. And I can’t…

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