“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 wild animal. I suddenly think of a movie Ammara and I loved when we were little,… — 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 company." "I'm fifty-six," said Lucie indignantly. "I'm closer to Jamie's age than yours! Watch who you're calling a decrepit bag of bones." ... "Why is it you're never concerned about my romantic life, or lack thereof?"… — Sangu Mandanna Copy Share
“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
