“Sometimes I can’t tell if you hate this place or love it.” “I love its potential. I hate its past. And I don’t like what it is.” She hugs her knees close to her chest. “The way you feel about the place you grew up in is a lot like how you feel about your family.” “How’s that?” She thinks about it for a long time. “Like isn’t the same thing as love.” LoveHomePatriotismHomesicknessFatherlandMotherland Book:City of Blades Source: City of Blades
“Shara was already an avid reader by then, but she had never realized until that moment what books meant, the possibility they presented: you could protect them forever, store them up like engineers store water, endless resources of time and knowledge snared in ink, tied down to paper, layered on shelves.... Moments made physical, untouchable, perfect, like preserving a dead hornet in crystal, one drop of venom forever hanging from its stinger. She felt overwhelmed. It was--she briefly thinks of herself and Vo, reading together in the library--a lot like being in love for the first time.” LoveBooksLibrariesBibliophile Book:City of Stairs Source: City of Stairs
