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61 " Time is a funny thing. Once it’s gone, it’s gone. But then it passes on to someone else. You’ll do great things with it. Wonderful, incredible things. I’m sorry I won’t be able to see them. But don’t let that stop you from living them. Dream. Fight. Love. Take risks. Allow yourself to be happy. "
― Shannon Messenger , Lodestar (Keeper of the Lost Cities, #5)
62 " Take care of my Moonlark "
63 " Winning me—what?” Sophie asked. “That’s not—I—what? "
64 " Safety is an illusion. It exists only when we, as a society, agree to enforce it. "
65 " Keefe’s mind unleashed a bunch of words she’d get in trouble for using. "
66 " These groups may have created the game. But that doesn’t mean we have to play by their rules. "
67 " There were worse ways to die, of course. In fact, of all of Sophie's brushes with death, fading had been the most pleasant. It started with shocking pain- but the agony soon eased, replaced with an irresistible rushing warmth that pulled like a gentle breeze, begging her to follow it to a world of shimmer and sparkle and color and freedom.But it was a death all the same. "
68 " Sophie spent most of the walk wondering how long it would take Dex to notice her new accessories. The answer was three seconds—and another after that to notice the matching rings on Fitz’s thumbs. "
69 " Here,” Dex said, placing a white box into Sophie’s hands. “Made this for you—and sorry it’s not wrapped. Rex and Bex used up all the ribbon tying Lex to a chandelier. "
70 " It feels like you either want to hug me or strangle me—and personally, I’m rooting for the hug. "
71 " Okay, fine, I promise. Now get out of my head, Miss F. I need my beauty sleep. "
72 " mind, "
73 " official name seemed to be Thales the Sower. "
74 " Time is a funny thing. Once it's gone, it's gone. But then it passes on to someone else. "
75 " Imagine a roach and a mosquito having a ten-pound flying baby. "
76 " Actions never tell the whole story. Good can be done for the wrong reason and bad can be misunderstood. "
77 " THIS IS WHAT they want. The words tumbled through Sophie’s mind as she raced up the spiral staircase, counting her steps, trying to guess which door to take. The first handle she tried was locked. Another opened into darkness. A third revealed a path that glowed with eerie blue balefire sconces. The floor shook as she hesitated and threads of dust slipped through the ceiling, scratching her throat and making it hurt to breathe. She followed the flames. Back and forth the halls snaked—a careful maze, designed to deceive. Swallow. Separate. The tremors grew with every step, the shifting subtle but unmistakable. And too far away. No one else would feel the ripples swelling, like waves gathering speed. They were too focused on their celebration. Too caught up in their imagined victory. Too trusting. Too blind. Too late. The ground rattled harder, the first fissures crackling the stones. This is what they want. ONE THIS IS A security nightmare! "
78 " Sometimes things need to get worse before they get better. "
79 " What’s wrong with my hair?” “Let me show you the many things. "
80 " You lost me, "