“One flesh, one end, bitch.”
―
Tamsyn Muir,
Gideon the Ninth
“I cannot conceive of a universe without you in it” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“I have tried to dismantle you, Gideon Nav! The Ninth House poisoned you, we trod you underfoot—I took you to this killing field as my slave—you refuse to die, and you pity me! Strike me down. You’ve won. I’ve lived my whole wretched life at your mercy, yours alone, and God knows I deserve to die at your hand. You are my only friend. I am undone without you.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“But Gideon was experiencing one powerful emotion: being sick of everyone’s shit.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“Her adept said: "I'll keep it off you. Nav, show them what the Ninth House does."Gideon lifted her sword. The construct worked itself free of its last confines of masonry and rotten wood and heaved before them, flexing itself like a butterfly."We do bones, motherfucker," she said.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“Life is too short and love is too long.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Nona the Ninth
“Harrow said, with some difficulty: "I cannot conceive of a universe without you in it.""Yes you can, it's just less great and less hot," said Gideon.""Fuck you, Nav—” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“While we were developing common sense, she studied the blade.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“Harrowhark said, in the exact sepulchral tones of Marshal Crux: “Death first to vultures and scavengers.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“You hating me always meant more than anyone else in this hot and stupid universe loving me. At least I’d had your full attention.” ― Tamsyn Muir
“If you do not find yourself a galaxy, it is not so bad to find yourself a star.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“Fuck one flesh, one end, Harrow. I already gave my flesh to you, and I already gave you my end. I gave you my sword. I gave you myself. I did it while knowing I’d do it all again, without hesitation, because all I ever wanted you to do was eat me.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth
“Maybe it's that I find the idea comforting...that thousands of years after you're gone...is when you really live. That your echo is louder than your voice is.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“Nonagesimus,” she said slowly, “the only job I’d do for you would be if you wanted someone to hold the sword as you fell on it. The only job I’d do for you would be if you wanted your ass kicked so hard, the Locked Tomb opened and a parade came out to sing, ‘Lo! A destructed ass.’ The only job I’d do would be if you wanted me to spot you while you backflipped off the top tier into Drearburh.”“That’s three jobs,” said Harrowhark.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“It had bewildered her, back at Canaan House, how the whole of her always seemed to come back to Gideon. For one brief and beautiful space of time, she had welcomed it: that microcosm of eternity between forgiveness and the slow, uncomprehending agony of the fall. Gideon rolling up her shirt sleeves. Gideon dappled in shadow, breaking promises. One idiot with a sword and an asymmetrical smile had proved to be Harrow’s end: her apocalypse swifter than the death of the Emperor and the sun with him.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth
“But Harrowhark—Harrow, who was two hundred dead children; Harrow, who loved something that had not been alive for ten thousand years—Harrowhark Nonagesimus had always so badly wanted to live. She had cost too much to die.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth
“He had the eyes of a very beautiful person, trapped in resting bitch face.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“She had left Harrowhark a note on her vastly underused pillow— WHATS WITH THE SKULLS? and received only a terse— Ambiance.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“Why was I born so attractive?” “Because everyone would have throttled you within the first five minutes otherwise,” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“I cannot conceive of a universe without you in it” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“I have tried to dismantle you, Gideon Nav! The Ninth House poisoned you, we trod you underfoot—I took you to this killing field as my slave—you refuse to die, and you pity me! Strike me down. You’ve won. I’ve lived my whole wretched life at your mercy, yours alone, and God knows I deserve to die at your hand. You are my only friend. I am undone without you.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“But Gideon was experiencing one powerful emotion: being sick of everyone’s shit.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“Her adept said: "I'll keep it off you. Nav, show them what the Ninth House does."Gideon lifted her sword. The construct worked itself free of its last confines of masonry and rotten wood and heaved before them, flexing itself like a butterfly."We do bones, motherfucker," she said.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“Life is too short and love is too long.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Nona the Ninth
“Harrow said, with some difficulty: "I cannot conceive of a universe without you in it.""Yes you can, it's just less great and less hot," said Gideon.""Fuck you, Nav—” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“While we were developing common sense, she studied the blade.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“Harrowhark said, in the exact sepulchral tones of Marshal Crux: “Death first to vultures and scavengers.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“You hating me always meant more than anyone else in this hot and stupid universe loving me. At least I’d had your full attention.” ― Tamsyn Muir
“If you do not find yourself a galaxy, it is not so bad to find yourself a star.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“Fuck one flesh, one end, Harrow. I already gave my flesh to you, and I already gave you my end. I gave you my sword. I gave you myself. I did it while knowing I’d do it all again, without hesitation, because all I ever wanted you to do was eat me.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth
“Maybe it's that I find the idea comforting...that thousands of years after you're gone...is when you really live. That your echo is louder than your voice is.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“Nonagesimus,” she said slowly, “the only job I’d do for you would be if you wanted someone to hold the sword as you fell on it. The only job I’d do for you would be if you wanted your ass kicked so hard, the Locked Tomb opened and a parade came out to sing, ‘Lo! A destructed ass.’ The only job I’d do would be if you wanted me to spot you while you backflipped off the top tier into Drearburh.”“That’s three jobs,” said Harrowhark.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“It had bewildered her, back at Canaan House, how the whole of her always seemed to come back to Gideon. For one brief and beautiful space of time, she had welcomed it: that microcosm of eternity between forgiveness and the slow, uncomprehending agony of the fall. Gideon rolling up her shirt sleeves. Gideon dappled in shadow, breaking promises. One idiot with a sword and an asymmetrical smile had proved to be Harrow’s end: her apocalypse swifter than the death of the Emperor and the sun with him.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth
“But Harrowhark—Harrow, who was two hundred dead children; Harrow, who loved something that had not been alive for ten thousand years—Harrowhark Nonagesimus had always so badly wanted to live. She had cost too much to die.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth
“He had the eyes of a very beautiful person, trapped in resting bitch face.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“She had left Harrowhark a note on her vastly underused pillow— WHATS WITH THE SKULLS? and received only a terse— Ambiance.” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
“Why was I born so attractive?” “Because everyone would have throttled you within the first five minutes otherwise,” ― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth
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