Quotes from book

The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“But for half a minute she wished it was a different sort of day, even though she knew that nothing good could come from wanting at the world.”

“To be so lovely and so lost. To be all answerful with all that knowing trapped inside. To be beautiful and broken.”

“This story is for all the slightly broken people out there. I am one of you. You are not alone. You are all beautiful to me.”

“But no. There is a difference between the truth and what we wish were true.”

“Auri stood, and in the circle of her golden hair she grinned and brought the weight of her desire down full upon the world.
And all things shook. And all things knew her will. And all things bent to please her.”

“Some days simply lay on you like stones.”

“Answers were always important, but they were seldom easy.”

“But no. It didn't suit him. She should have known. He was not a one for fastening. For holding closed. Neither was he dark. Oh no. He was emberant. Incarnadine. He was bright with better bright beneath, like copper-gilded gold.”

“There was a door, but it was terribly bashful, so Auri politely pretended not to see it.”

“Cruelty never helped the turning of the world.”

“It was wise enough to know itself, and brave enough to BE itself, and wild enough to change itself while somehow staying altogether true.”

“Soon. She knew. Soon he would come visiting. Incarnadine and sweet and sad and broken. Just like her.”

“I cannot help but wonder how many of us walk through our lives, day after day, feeling slightly broken and alone, surrounded all the time by others who feel exactly the same way.”

“Some things simply were too true to stay. Some merely came to visit for a while.”

“Some days simply lay on you like stones. Some were fickle as cats, sliding away when you needed comfort, then coming back later when you didn’t want them, jostling at you, stealing your breath.”

“She was a wicked thing sometimes. All full of want. As if the shape of the world depended on her mood. As if she were important.”

“She felt… less. She felt tamped down. Dim. More faint. Feint. Feigned. Fain.”

“She knew the true shape of the world. All else was shadow and the sound of distant drums.”