Quotes by Ann Aguirre

Survival feels like cowardice.

Age had nothing to do with how well my brain worked.

It was a thing that could not be articulated or explained. It merely was, like the sunrise or a sheer and sudden drop to the giant water that had stolen my breath, where the land ended in the ruins. My love for Fade strengthened me, made me determined never to give up. I would follow him until the world stopped or until I found him. I believed love hadn’t weakened me or left me soft; instead it made me powerful, determined beyond all belief.

Once exposed, a secret loses all its power.

...as if prayers ever put out a fire.

This guilt is a joke, and it’s exhausting to watch you martyr yourself.

Perhaps that was the point; life, if you did it right, meant learning and changing. If you didnt, you died- or stopped growing - which amounted to more or less the same thing. So I would slide in and out of different roles until I discovered the one that fit me best.-Deuce, (183)

Does changing for the better absolve you of all the wicked shit you did b

I didnt ask if he meant his rescue or the deal with Stalker that involved kissing. I couldnt resist pushing, just a little. So it wont bother you if I find someone else?His jaw clenched, and I saw the muscle move before he got it under control. I thought you said youd fight for me.And /you/ said its too late. I offered him a faint smile along with his watch. So its a good thing I dont intend to listen to you.

I refused to show my fear, lock it down, Huntress.

Mother Mary of Anabolic Grace, we got Teras incoming?” He levels angry blue eyes on me. “You’re a hex, lady, dark luck, powerful bad juju, ken?”“Only to people who try to kidnap me,” I tell him sweetly, and March snorts, so I feel obliged to add, “Or rescue me…” And then Dina makes a pfft sound. “Or who travel with me…” My gaze sweeps around the darkened interior, trying to find an ally, but nobody will hold my eyes more than two seconds, it seems. “Fine, frag you all, I’m dark juju, bad luck, and you’re all doomed.

Hey, that’s why they in­vented the In­ter­net, her­manita. To talk about weird shit and down­load porn.

But it was like a dance across a field strewn with razors, and I bled with every step I took.

I missed you. I didnt mean to tell him so, even if it was true. Admitting need felt like weakness; it demonstrated dependence and vulnerability.

Don’t let them see you weak.

The strong survive.

I resolved, then, deep in my soul never to let him go. Id be the one never to leave him. Id prove to him that some things could be for always- that we could be.

My skill didnt lie in planning battles, only in fighting them.

Realistically, its a risk, I suppose, but in this day and age, you almost have to choose between freedom, which can devolve into chaos, and security, which can become a pair of shackles.

Not to wish too hard for a shift in circumstances since it never happens as you imagine.