Sarah

“Three Seagrass had taken her hands away from her face, and the expression which was growing there was one that Mahit had seen before: it was Three Seagrass focusing inward, preparing to bend the universe around her will, because all other options were untenable.”
― Arkady Martine, A Memory Called Empire

“She could smell it now as well, a scent like red wine, like powdered amber, subtle yet deeply powerful, as if these twisted trees somehow fed upon the stories of man throughout all the pages of time.”
― Bradley P. Beaulieu, Twelve Kings in Sharakhai

“They want the equality of man. They want freedom. You speak truth when you say that they cannot, in sanity, hope to get it—and especially by violence.” “Then they are mad!” “Nay—not mad. Ignorant and desperate and oppressed. They’re tired of paying for unsuccessful wars, they’re tired of serfdom or unfair wages for their labor. They’re tired of eating black bread while the manor lords, baron and abbot alike, eat venison and fat capons. It’s natural, and a change will come in time, I believe.”
― Anya Seton, Katherine

“Released, I am a spear in the hands of the sun.”
― Arkady Martine, A Memory Called Empire