{"author":"Seanan McGuire","author_id":"Seanan+McGuire","total_quotes":86,"quotes":[{"text":"I am so tired of this gothic crap,” I muttered. “Just once, I want to meet the villain in a cheerful, brightly lit room. Possibly one with kittens.","author":"Seanan McGuire","tags":["an-artificial-night","cliche","funny","gothic","humor","kittens","october-daye","sarcasm","seanan-mcguire","toby-daye","villain"],"id":4475,"author_id":"Seanan+McGuire"},{"text":"I wondered how much time they'd spent practicing entrances like this one, smoothing away their rough edges and rendering them brief but potent expressions of effortless grace. I decided to stop thinking about it, and just be grateful that there was no circumstance, however, unlikely, that could put me in their place.","author":"Seanan McGuire","tags":["effortless-grace","entrance","entrance-door","grace","nobles","not-me"],"id":8177,"author_id":"Seanan+McGuire"},{"text":"I think the rules where different there. It was all about science, but the science was magical. It didn't care about whether something could be done. It was about whether it should be done, and the answer was always, always yes.","author":"Seanan McGuire","tags":["fantasy","magic","rules","science"],"id":12567,"author_id":"Seanan+McGuire"},{"text":"You’ll always come back to warn him, no matter how much danger it could put you in, no matter what it costs you, because he cared for you when you thought you were nothing. You were never nothing. That didn’t matter. Perception is everything in this world.","author":"Seanan McGuire","tags":["love","loyalty","perception","self-worth"],"id":20823,"author_id":"Seanan+McGuire"},{"text":"Sure. If she gets mugged, she can just flute them to death.","author":"Seanan McGuire","tags":["fairy-tales","humor"],"id":30052,"author_id":"Seanan+McGuire"},{"text":"And you shouldn't believe all the press about Ouija boards. They can't be used in an exorcism. Trivial Pursuit can, but that's another story.","author":"Seanan McGuire","tags":["exorcism","ghosts","ouija-boards","trivial-pursuit"],"id":32023,"author_id":"Seanan+McGuire"},{"text":"I would love a sandwich,' said Tybalt, with enough gravity to make it sound like a formal proclamation. Resolved: that we will have ham and cheese sandwiches.","author":"Seanan McGuire","tags":["banter","food","humor"],"id":32711,"author_id":"Seanan+McGuire"},{"text":"He was still so very young. Faeries—true faeries, not their changeling throwaways—live forever, and when you have an eternity of adulthood ahead of you, you linger over childhood. You tend it and keep it close to your heart, because once it ends, it’s over. Quentin was barely fifteen. He’d never seen the Great Hunt that came down every twenty-one years, or been present for the crowning of a King or Queen of Cats, or announced his maturity before the throne of High King Aethlin. He was a child, and he should have had decades left to play; a century of games and joy and edging cautiously toward adulthood.But he didn’t. I could see his childhood dying in his eyes as he looked at me, silently begging me to answer for him.","author":"Seanan McGuire","tags":["adulthood","an-artificial-night","choldhood","growing-up","loss","sad","seanan-mcguire"],"id":36195,"author_id":"Seanan+McGuire"},{"text":"Don't let anyone tell you, ever, that this is a zero-sum game. Your genius does not threaten me. It delights and inspires me.","author":"Seanan McGuire","tags":["genius","inclusion","inspiration"],"id":40070,"author_id":"Seanan+McGuire"},{"text":"The Luidaeg sighed and put her arms around me, pulling me close. 'Come here,' she said. 'I need to hold someone, and you need to be held. It's a fair trade. Just for a little while, and then we can go on being what we are.' I thought about objecting, but dismissed the idea and nestled against her, enjoying the feeling of security given by knowing someone bigger and stronger than I was would stop anything from hurting me. That's all childhood is, after all: strong arms to hold back the dark, a story to keep the shadows dancing, and a candle to mark the long journey into day. A song to keep the flights of angels at bay. How many miles to Babylon? Sorry. I don't care.","author":"Seanan McGuire","tags":["childhood","fears","security"],"id":44034,"author_id":"Seanan+McGuire"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":86,"pages":9,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}