" A crow lands on the ground in front of us, and Noemi lunges towards it, growling. The crow flaps away with a squawk, and she continues on her way. 'But each of our personal roads got crows on them. With every crow we meet, we get better at shooing them away, the filthy flying rats. And guess what's at the end of the road?'
'Pearl gates?'
She tsks her tongue. 'Not that road, that's on a different map. Vic-to-ry.' She cuts the word into pieces and savors every syllable. 'I wasn't too keen to get on that slick-looking August at first. But now that I know how, I'm riding him to the finish line. Victory. Do you understand me?'
'No. What is this victory?'
'It is knowing your worth no matter what the crows tell you. Victory is waiting for us. We have to be bold enough to snatch it. "

― Stacey Lee , The Downstairs Girl