Top 350 Alix E. Harrow Quotes (2026 Update)
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301. “Looking at them felt like stepping into someone else’s skull, someone who knew the same things I knew: that there were sharp teeth behind every smile, and bare bones waiting beneath the pretty skin of the world.”

— Alix E. Harrow

302. “Surviving is often a matter of knowing when you’re beat.”

— Alix E. Harrow

303. “He blinked with the stunned expression of a man who knew the word no existed but had never actually met it in the flesh.”

— Alix E. Harrow

304. “They tell us a hundred different stories, which are all the same story: We love you, and have always loved you.”

— Alix E. Harrow

305. “Bella, who was apparently eavesdropping, begins to say something about the absence of historical evidence that witches specifically preferred broomsticks, and that such stories likely refer to any number of spells for flight or levitation – but Agnes interrupts her on the grounds that it’s boring and no one cares. “That information is for Sisters only, Mr. Lee.”

— Alix E. Harrow

306. “When you die, little Devil, a kingdom will fall to its knees and crawl to your bier. In a thousand years and a thousand after that, they will still sing of the Prince and his Devil.”

— Alix E. Harrow

307. “Because I dreamed of Starling House long before I ever saw it. Because sometimes when the light slants soft through the west windows and turns the dust mots into tiny golden fireflies I like to pretend the house belongs to me, or that I belong to it.”

— Alix E. Harrow

308. “At this point, you’re thinking this story isn’t really about Doors, but about those more private, altogether more miraculous doors that can open between two hearts. Perhaps it is in the end – I happen to believe every story is a love story if you catch it at the right moment, slantwise in the light of dusk – but it wasn’t then.”

— Alix E. Harrow

309. “We may be either beloved or burned, but never trusted with any degree of power.”

— Alix E. Harrow

310. “It occurred to me that I’d packed at least nine or ten books, but not a single pair of socks.”

— Alix E. Harrow

311. “Perhaps young girls are like camels, and there are only so many straws they can carry before they break.”

— Alix E. Harrow

312. “Arthur went down, and I know him too well to imagine he’s coming back up unless I drag him behind me, a sullen Eurydice. I know the hard set of his jaw and the soft slide of his lips, I know the terrible guilt that drives him and the scars it left behind. I know he is the thing I have been chasing and craving, searching and waiting and hoping for my entire life: home.”

— Alix E. Harrow

313. “He looks like a boy who wanted to grow flowers but was handed a sword instead. He looks like a man who gave up on hope a long time ago, but who keeps fighting anyway, on and on.”

— Alix E. Harrow

314. “I say “amateur” only because it was fashionable for wealthy men to refer to their passions in this dismissive way, with a little flick of their fingers, as if admitting to a profession other than moneymaking might sully their reputations.”

— Alix E. Harrow

315. “He loves pieces of her – the thunder-blue of her eyes, the full moon-glow of her breasts in the dark – but he never even met most of her. If he peeled back her pretty skin he’d find nothing soft or sweet at all, just busted glass and ashes and the desperate, animal will to stay alive.”

— Alix E. Harrow

316. “One does not fall in love; one discovers it.”

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317. “Then he closes his eyes very deliberately, and I recognize this, too; this is what it looks like when you swallow all your hunger. When you want what you can’t have, so you bury it like a knife between your ribs.”

— Alix E. Harrow

318. “I wanted to tell him the truth – I stumbled over something grand and wild, something that rips a hole in the shape of the world, I wrote something and it was true – but I’d learned better. I was a good girl now.”

— Alix E. Harrow

319. “You grew strong over those years, and fast, until your body was no longer something you wore but something you wielded, and Lord, what a weapon it became.”

— Alix E. Harrow

320. “You’re a plague and a calamity and you should be locked up for the safety of the city.”

— Alix E. Harrow

321. “Perhaps one cannot walk through a door and back out again without changing the world.”

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322. “I am not sure which I prefer: To be taken for something I am not, or to fail at being what I am.”

— Alix E. Harrow

323. “It’s easier to fall apart when no one is watching you.”

— Alix E. Harrow

324. “Doors, he told her, are change, and change is a dangerous necessity. Doors are revolutions and upheavals, uncertainties and mysteries, axis points around which entire worlds can be turned. They are the beginnings and endings of every true story, the passages between that lead to adventures and madness and- here he smiled- even love. Without doors the worlds would grow stagnant, calcified, storyless.”

— Alix E. Harrow

325. “Voting doesn’t seem like a waste of time to me.” She’s still fooling with her egg yolk, swirling it into gummy circles. Agnes’s stomach heaves. “Look, all that ‘votes for women’ stuff sounds real noble and all, but they don’t mean women like you and me. They mean nice uptown ladies with big hats and too much time on their hands.”

— Alix E. Harrow

326. “Juniper never thought much about her sisters’ lives after they left Crow County – they’d just walked off the edge of the page and vanished, a pair of unfinished sentences – but she thought a lot about what she’d say if she ever saw them again.”

— Alix E. Harrow

327. “He doesn’t look like a dancer. He looks like a boy who wanted to grow flowers but was handed a sword instead.”

— Alix E. Harrow

328. “Maybe the truth is always messy that way.”

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329. “But even if I could tame my own impulses and write something scholarly, I fear it would not matter, because who would take seriously my claims without solid proof? Proof that I cannot provide, because it disappears almost as soon as I discover it.”

— Alix E. Harrow

330. “It was the smile of someone who has heard promises before, and knows better than to believe them. I knew what that was like, too.”

— Alix E. Harrow

331. “This time, when I push my face into the pool, when my water fills my mouth and floods my lungs, I am smiling. They will never sing my name.”

— Alix E. Harrow

332. “I wondered idly who had flinched from you before, and if you would prefer their thumbs or their ears in recompense.”

— Alix E. Harrow

333. “He consumed books as if they were as necessary to his health as bread and water, but they were rarely the books he had been assigned.”

— Alix E. Harrow

334. “But all the caring was beaten and burned out of her, and now she’s just hate with a heartbeat.”

— Alix E. Harrow

335. “I may not be a witch, Miss Eastwood, but I’m quite the tolerable librarian” -Mr. Blackwell.”

— Alix E. Harrow

336. “She is a woman who understands the value of words, especially the ones they don’t want you to say.”

— Alix E. Harrow

337. “I stumbled over something grand and wild, something that rips a hole in the shape of the world. I wrote something and it was true.”

— Alix E. Harrow

338. “If we were to draw her childhood wanderings on a map, represent her discoveries and destinations in topographic form and trace her winding way through them, we would see her as a girl solving a maze from the center outward, a Minotaur working her way free.”

— Alix E. Harrow

339. “Let us lie here forever. Let us be buried as wild things are, by tooth and claw and worm. Let the grasses grow up through the sockets of our eyes. Let them find us in seven years or seventy, and let their brows furrow, because they cannot tell my bones from yours.”

— Alix E. Harrow

340. “They lived happily ever after, until they didn’t, because nothing does.”

— Alix E. Harrow

341. “It is never advisable to make decisions before dawn or without consulting one’s spouse, and he had done both.”

— Alix E. Harrow

342. “In that moment he reminds me of Charm’s parents, or maybe my own: a person whose love is a burdensome thing, a weight dragging always at your ankles.”

— Alix E. Harrow

343. “Agnes wonders who taught her to hold a grudge, to feed and tend to it like a wild-caught wolf pup until it grew big and mean enough to swallow a man whole.”

— Alix E. Harrow

344. “I dream sometimes about a house I’ve never seen.”

— Alix E. Harrow

345. “Now she wants so much more than merely to survive.”

— Alix E. Harrow

346. “Beauty is a kind of vital, ferocious burning at a soul’s center that ignites everything it touches.”

— Alix E. Harrow

347. “Once you’ve established a reputation for dishonesty, it becomes possible to lie simply by stating the flat truth.”

— Alix E. Harrow

348. “Forgive me – a monster so rarely feels wanted.”

— Alix E. Harrow

349. “It’s just the way people work. You tell them a story, and they require an ending.”

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350. “Writing a book is dangerous business, if done correctly.”

— Alix E. Harrow