Every week I will pick a quote from a book I read, am reading, or that is my favourite, and share it with you all through this post.
“Rhett stares at me like no man has before in my life. And for all the times I couldn’t decipher his look and thought he was glaring at me with irritation, or frustration, or distaste . . . I realize I was wrong. He’s staring at me like he wants me. Really wants me. Like he aches for me. Like he might melt, just for me.”
“It’s easier than you’d ever think—existing in plain sight while remaining largely invisible. That’s what I’ve learned from being a maid. You can be so important, so crucial to the fabric of things and yet be entirely overlooked. It’s a truth that applies to maids, and to others as well, so it seems. It’s a truth that cuts close to the bone.”
“It’s not my first kiss, but it’s the kiss—the one that makes my soul light up, the kiss you wait your whole life for, the kiss that changes everything you thought you knew.”
“He’s the Devil, Zahra.”
“Well, that explains why Eve fell for his tricks. If the Devil looked half as good as Rowan, I’d eat the damn apple, too. Screw the consequences.”
“Everyone knew that the way to make something even lovelier was to put it in a pie.”
“Yes, Cinderella won a real prize – a man who couldn’t see her true worth until she fitted in the shoe properly.”
“Definitely’ Arthur said. ‘Absolutely. He’s not – you know. He barely talks. He reads books.’ It was true; Gabriel was not his usual type, and he needed to be practical. It would be one thing to risk his neck for some confident, dashing prince with muscled thighs and witty repartee to truly die for, but Gabriel was quiet, and strange, and ultimately just- not worth the hassle. Even if he was nice to birds.”
“She hadn’t kept anything from him that she hadn’t been keeping from herself. He doesn’t get that truth and memory can be too complex, too tentacled, to boil down to a linear narrative. That sometimes, silence is a form of survival.”
“We all have dreams we aren’t sure about, but we keep on chasing them. We move to new places despite everything being unfamiliar. We fall in love even though we have no idea if it will last forever. I’m no longer scared about how up in the air the future is. Because the one thing I’m sure of is that it’s going to be worth it once I get there.”
“There are three rules for living here. One, never leave your windows open after dark, even if it’s hot. Two, no dolls in the house. And three, never, ever go by the house in the woods. That’s where Beryl lives.”