Quotessence
Home / Authors / Jane Washington

Jane Washington Quotes

Author

Filter quotes by topic

Famous Jane Washington Quotes

“You like me?” He smiled wide and wild. “I fucking knew it.” “You all,” I finished, rolling my eyes heavenward. “I like all five of you.” I expelled a rapid breath, staring at the floor as I talked to the rug instead of them. “I like when Andel teaches me things. I like when Fjor’s power wraps around me. Worlds … I even like when Vidrol forgets that he isn’t surrounded by servants and starts ordering imaginary people to do things.” “My thing wasn’t personal.” Vidrol frowned, interrupting before I could finish. “Everyone else got a personal thing.” “I didn’t get anything”

“I think you two are secretly friends,” I joked, as Vidrol shoved Vale to the side to avoid a rotten piece of wood jutting from the wall. Vale shoved him back. I assumed in thanks. “Me and that pampered prince?” Vale scoffed derisively. “Not in your lifetime.” “I only associate with nonpsychotic individuals,” Vidrol agreed. “You only associate with pussy,” Vale shot back. “I haven’t associated with pussy in such a long time, I’m basically as nonperforming as you are. I might as well get a hut in the woods and start wearing unflattering robes and waxing on about how everyone’s fate belongs to the water while I howl at the moon with the rest of my weird-ass sector.” “Everything flatters me,” Vale responded calmly. “And I performed to the hilt inside the very body you went celibate for, so I can understand why you now strive to be like me.”

“This isn’t the last night, and the next person to act like Ven is going to disappear tomorrow is getting an axe to the neck.” “Typical Vold,” Andel muttered. “Jumping straight to an axe to the neck when a simple ‘please’ might have sufficed.” Vale chuckled, drawing a few surprised looks. He shrugged. “I don’t think you’ve ever said that word. I don’t think any of us have.” “Not true,” Andel defended. “Half a decade ago I asked you all to please die for good and leave me to eternal peace.” “You’re right,” Fjor muttered dully. “Manners make all the difference.”