240 Quotes by Rachel Hartman

I understood something about myself as well, even if I didn’t have the will to examine it just then.

We would plan and negotiate and build our own way forward.

Anyway, it wasn’t that flavor of love. She could leave and carry it with her. Time would not put a dent in it, nor distance snuff it out.

Playing flute was the one thing I knew could make people see a human, not a monster.

He steadied himself with one great hand against the city wall. He had told me he’d never stop growing. He’d meant it literally. What had I been addressing all these years? His finger?

Music is only work when someone else makes you do it.

Let the ones who seek justice be just.

I smiled into the darkness. There was nothing “just” about metaphors, I was beginning to think; they followed me everywhere, illuminating and failing and illuminating again.

The world is seldom so simple that it hinges on us alone.