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“Fear is a foreign land I shall never visit and a language that will never cross my tongue.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Lore

“I was born knowing how to do three things - how to breathe, how to dream, and how to love you.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Lore

“Monsters had fangs, but that was why lionesses were given claws.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Lore

“Bind your fate to mine.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Lore

“This vessel requires sustenance."
"You want... breakfast?" Lore guessed.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Lore

“He's looking for something, and I don't know if it's you.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Lore

“I've got another ancient proverb for you," Lore said, sliding her arm out from the interior straps of aegis. "Go fuck yourself.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Lore

“You could only convince yourself something was prey until it turned around and showed you its teeth.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Lore

“So many years I had spent as a child sifting his bright features for his thoughts, trying to glimpse among them one that bore my name. But he was a harp with only one string, and the note it played was himself.

“You have always been the worst of my children,� he said. “Be sure to not dishonor me.�

“I have a better idea. I will do as I please, and when you count your children, leave me out.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“Percy tried to remember. He really did. For some reason, Annabeth and he had visited a spa and decided to destroy it. He couldn't imagine why. Maybe they hadn't like the deep-tissue massage? Maybe they'd gotten bad manicures?”
― Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune

“You can teach a viper to eat from your hands, but you cannot take away how much it likes to bite.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“The truth is, men make terrible pigs.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“But of course I could not die. I would live on, through each scalding moment to the next. This is the grief that makes our kind choose to be stones and trees rather than flesh.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“It was their favorite bitter joke: those who fight against prophecy only draw it more tightly around their throats.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“He liked the way the obsidian reflected his light, the way its slick surfaces caught fire as he passed. Of course, he did not consider how black it would be when he was gone. My father has never been able to imagine the world without himself in it.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“When he was gone, would I be like Achilles, wailing over his lost lover Patroclus? I tried to picture myself running up and down the beaches, tearing at my hair, cradling some scrap of old tunic he had left behind. Crying out for the loss of half my soul.

I could not see it. That knowledge brought its own sort of pain.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“I felt the currents move. The grains of sand whispered against each other. His wings were lifting. The darkness around us shimmered with clouds of his gilded blood. Beneath my feet were the bones of a thousand years. I thought: I cannot bear this world a moment longer.

Then, child, make another.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“They do not care if you are good. They barely care if you are wicked. The only thing that makes them listen is power.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“All my life I have been moving forward, and now I am here. I have a mortal’s voice, let me have the rest. I lift the brimming bowl to my lips and drink.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“I have walked in the blackest deeps. You cannot guess what spells I have cast, what poisons I have gathered to protect myself against you, how your power may rebound upon your head. Who knows what is in me? Will you find out?”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“The grudges of gods are as deathless as their flesh.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“Fear of failure was the worst thing for any spell.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“You have always been the worst of my children," he said. "Be sure not to dishonor me."

"I have a better idea. I will do as I please, and when you count your children, leave me out.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“If you can’t decide what you want to fight for, love is as good a cause as any.”
― Lynda Cohen Loigman, The Matchmaker's Gift

“The heart of a mourner is like a woman’s womb, Jacob—it can expand to hold whatever is asked of it. The heart is big enough to hold both grief and love.”
― Lynda Cohen Loigman, The Matchmaker's Gift

“A drop of love sometimes brings an ocean of tears.”
― Lynda Cohen Loigman, The Matchmaker's Gift

“When you weep, the one you are meant for tastes the salt of your tears.”
― Lynda Cohen Loigman, The Matchmaker's Gift

“It is hard to explain the savagery of hope.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“She's going to want to wear your skull for a hat," Oak warns.
There is an uncomfortable shifting among the ex-falcons. Perhaps they are recalling their own choice to denounce her, their own punishment.
"And Cardan is going to laugh and laugh when she does.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“My sister thinks that she’s the only one who can take poison, but I am poison,' he whispers, eyes half-closed, talking to himself. 'Poison in my blood. I poison everything I touch.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir