The way I see it, you mostly stop loving a person the same way you stop respecting them. It can happen all at once if something enormous and terrible falls over the two of you. But for the most part, it happens in inches. In a thousand tiny moments of contempt that unravel the image you had of the person you thought you knew.

When there's people around that we don't trust, we let them think we're the kinds of people who are allowed to exist. And the only kind of Librarian that's allowed to exist is one who answers to she.

the bags under my eyes were definitely well past the carry-on limit

She was faster than a secret spreading through a church picnic.

What you said is what matters. Your impact matters more than your intentions,

Even after everything--even with everything that was still between us, that would probably always be between us--she was my sister. I was born reaching for her.

Fucking Mages.

Why would you ever cut the blooms off the rosebush?It was one of the only truly useful things she ever taught me: Stress stimulates growth. Sometimes, in order to make something develop in the right direction, you have to hurt it.

Being brave means holding your fear in one hand and your responsibility in the other

When someone thinks they are getting away with something, they're easier to manipulate. They stop looking closely at the things that might make it feel like their lie is unraveling, and they reveal things they didn't mean to.