“The world we made together is gone now. Silk and cinnamon do not bring it back to me as clearly as the smell of potatoes frying with onions, or the purr of a cat, or the feel of a knot… — Susan Palwick Copy Share Image
“The sea is not a whore, for she is free and joyous, but she is a woman. She obeys the moon, as women do, and her depths contain both treasures and horrors, and men try to bend her to their… — Susan Palwick Copy Share Image
“I realized then how much alike we were. Both of us looked backwards to a beloved time that was lost to us, a time… — Susan Palwick Copy Share Image
“The world we made together is gone now. Silk and cinnamon do not bring it back to me as clearly as the smell of… — Susan Palwick Copy Share Image
“He knows that kind of love. It is what he feels for Gallicina. It is the world reformed, made new, each time the lover… — Susan Palwick Copy Share Image
“The sea is not a whore, for she is free and joyous, but she is a woman. She obeys the moon, as women do,… — Susan Palwick Copy Share Image
“In any relationship, the person who cares the least is the one with the most power.” — Susan Palwick Copy Share Image
