From Katabasis, by R.F. Kuang:
…the natural laws of the world were set but fragile. You could cleverly reinterpret them. For brief periods of time one could even bewilder and suspend them, so long as you spun the right web of untruths. Linguistic trickery, logical conundrums, it all worked. All you had to do was find a set of premises that, even if just for a split second, made the world seem other than what it really was.
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Magick taunts physics and makes her cry.
From Moby-Dick, by Herman Melville:
That same ocean rolls now; that same ocean destroyed the wrecked ships of last year.
From The Everlasting, by Alix E. Harrow:
What you have forgotten, I will tell to you; what I have forgotten, you will tell to me. We will tell our story to one another, not for crown or country, but only for ourselves.
From T. Kingfisher, on Bluesky:
The places where you actually NEED grace are filthy and bloody and despairing. Grace is the last cigarette shared in the gutter, the hand of the dying being held by the stranger, the kindness done by the broken.
From “The Cares of State,” by Catherine Nicholson:
…as a story about how (not) to thrive under a propagandist, authoritarian regime, it [King Lear] confirmed what nobody said and everybody knew.
