The Fragile Threads of Power

Bodies were too fucking fragile.

But the best crime was the one you pulled off in plain sight.

“Fair has no place in a fight.”

Problems were meant to be fixed.

“Your Majesty,” said Lila through gritted teeth, “I mean this with the most respect.” She turned to face Nadiya and said, “Go fuck yourself.”

“The world needs dreamers.”

How lucky we are,” he said softly, “that after every winter, we are rewarded with a spring.

The best war is the one your enemy fights with itself.

No one is born knowing how to lead.

When people wanted to make trouble, all they needed was a good excuse.