“But maybe that's what the dead do. They stay. They linger. Benign and sweet and painful. They don't need us. They echo all by themselves.” — Sangu Mandanna Copy Share Image
“If Sean's voice is layers of wood, and Mina Ma's is the voice a copper pot, then Mathew Mercer's is the voice of a… — Sangu Mandanna Copy Share Image
“You,” he says, before the door closes all the way. “I often dream of you.” — Sangu Mandanna Copy Share Image
“I’d rather spend the rest of my life without ever seeing you again,” he says, “than watch them destroy you because of me.” — Sangu Mandanna Copy Share Image
“We all love Jamie too much to see him spend the rest of his life with only three decrepit old bags of bones for… — Sangu Mandanna Copy Share Image
“That's how I feel every single day," he say brokenly. "Every day, Eva. Your life is dangling by a thread. And I'm scrabbling to… — Sangu Mandanna Copy Share Image
“I’d rather spend the rest of my life without ever seeing you again,” he says, “than watch them destroy you because of me.” His… — Sangu Mandanna Copy Share Image
“It’s a leap of faith to love people and let yourself be loved. It’s closing your eyes, stepping off a ledge into nothing, and… — Sangu Mandanna Copy Share Image
“...We’d be like Cathy and Heathcliff. Harry and Hermione. Liam and Noel.” ... “Well, I’m not sure they’re the best example anyway,” Sean points… — Sangu Mandanna Copy Share Image
“You exist by the Weavers' grace. Only as long as you are what they expect of you. Do not understand how fragile that is?… — Sangu Mandanna Copy Share Image
“What is this power the dead have over the ones they leave behind? It's strange and beautiful and frightening, this deathless love that human… — Sangu Mandanna Copy Share Image
“It’s not always enough to go looking for the place we belong. Sometimes we need to make that place.” — Sangu Mandanna Copy Share Image
