Top 180 Krystal Sutherland Quotes (2024 Update)
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51. “Nothing in her life had ever been neat or ordered. She slammed through the world, a tornado in the form of a girl, and left a trail of destruction behind her.”

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52. “She’d passed the fear barrier, and she’d lived, and she’d discovered not certain death, as she’d imagined, but impossible splendor. What other beautiful things had fear been hiding from her? What else had the curse long kept her from discovering? For the first time in a long time, she wanted to find out.”

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53. “My heart beat in time with hers. The three of us, with the exact same rhythm in our chests. When one was scared, the hearts of the others knocked. If you cut us open and peeled back the skin, I was sure you’d find something strange: one organ shared, somehow, between three girls.”

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54. “She slammed through the world, a tornado in the form of a girl, and left a trail of destruction behind her.”

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55. “Iedereen beseft op een dag,′ zei hij, ’dat zijn ouders ook maar gewoon mensen zijn. Soms goede mensen, maar soms ook niet.”

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56. “Why are you so beautiful, do you think? So hungry? So able to bend the wills of those around you? You are like the death flowers that grow rampant in your wake: lovely to look at, intoxicating even, but get too close and you will soon learn that there is something rank beneath. That’s what beauty often is, in nature. A warning. A disguise.”

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57. “Sometimes it was better to not get what you wanted. Sometimes it was better to leave beautiful things alone for fear of breaking them.”

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58. “But that’s how it should be with feelings. People should be forward.”

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59. “In the four years since she’d left home, my eldest sister had grown into a gossamer slip of a woman with hair like spun sugar and a face out of Greek mythology. Even in still pictures there was something vaporous and hyaline about her, like she might ascend into the ether at any moment. It was perhaps why journalists were forever describing her as ethereal, though I’d always thought of Grey as more earthy. No articles ever mentioned that she felt most at home in the woods.”

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60. “If you didn’t let people get close to you, they couldn’t hurt you when they left.”

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61. “I had witnessed the repercussions of being beautiful, of being pretty, of being cute, of being sexy, and of attracting the wrong kind of attention, not only from boys and men but other girls, other women.”

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62. “Esther so badly wanted to save her father, to bring him back from the half death that had become his life. Every time he reminded her that he couldn’t be saved, Esther’s heart broke a little more.”

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63. “You shouldn’t keep the phone numbers of rapscallions who robbed you and left you for dead at bus stops, or stood you up on Valentine’s Day at age eight, even if they looked like Finn from Star Wars and dressed like the Fantastic Mr. Fox and smelled like heady cologne.”

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64. “They kept looking behind them, as though they were being pursued. What did they expect, dressed like that?”

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65. “Hay cosas en cada familia de las que no se habla.”

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66. “Grey was a tornado in the form of a girl. She took what she wanted and left a trail of destruction in her wake, and I had always admired her for it. It took guts to be a girl in this world and live like that.”

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67. “Grace Town was a chemical explosion inside my heart. She was a star that’d gone supernova. For a few fleeting moments there was light and heat and pain, brighter than a galaxy, and in her wake she left nothing but darkness. But the death of stars provides the building blocks of life. We’re all made of star stuff. We’re all made of Grace Town.”

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68. “She would bewitch everyone to make her lie the truth.”

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69. “A thousand little moments had made Esther fall more and more in love with him, without her even noticing. A thousand little pieces of his soul had splintered off and dug themselves into her.”

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70. “We stood, breathing hard, and found each other’s free hand, knowing that the man had set our sister’s life on fire and all that was left of it now was what we held in our arms.”

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71. “Look up at that, Henry. Look up at that, honestly, and tell me you believe that our lives are anything more than a ridiculous cascade of random chances. A cloud of dust and gas forms our planet, a chemical reaction creates life, and then all of our cavemen ancestors live just long enough to bone each other before they die awful deaths. The universe is not the magical place people like to paint it as. It’s excruciatingly beautiful, but there’s no magic there, just science.”

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72. “If I don’t know who I am, how is anyone else ever supposed to?”

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73. “We were characters out of a movie. We were thoroughly alive. And we were absolutely beautiful.”

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74. “Point is, you gotta be scared. Fear protects you. You gotta be scared right down to your bones” – he touched his fingertips to her collarbone – “for bravery to mean anything.”

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75. “What else was there to do? They were teenagers, and they were powerless, and until they were adults they had no choice but to let their destinies be bent and swayed by outside forces.”

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76. “I wondered, in that moment, if it was possible for human beings to go supernova – my atoms felt like they were emitting a shock wave of heat and light as they came unstuck from each other.”

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77. “Of course it’s not going to be easy. You’re fighting a war against yourself. Every time either side makes ground, you’re the one who gets hurt. But it’s not about winning the war against your demons. It’s about calling a truce and learning how to live with them peacefully. Promise me you’ll keep fighting. -Esther.”

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78. “Grace had torn me apart and put me back together so many times that I’d started to believe that was what I wanted. A kintsukuroi relationship, more beautiful for having been broken. But something can only be shattered so many times before it becomes irreparable...”

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79. “I kinda like the idea” she said, “That when we die, despite any pain or fear or embarrassment we experience during our lives, despite any heartbreak or grief, we get to be dispersed back into nothingness. It makes me feel brave, knowing that I’ll get a blank slate at the end. You get a brief glimmer of consciousness... I can appreciate that that’s redemption, on the grandest scale. Oblivion isn’t scary; it’s the closest thing to genuine absolution of sin that I can imagine.”

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80. “We knew all too well what could happen to girls on poorly lit streets at night, because it had happened to us. Then again, all girls knew that.”

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81. “We stepped through.”

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82. “There are things in every family that are not talked about. Stories you know without really knowing how you know them, tales of terrible things that cast long shadows over generations. Adelaide Fairlight’s three stillborn babies was one of those stories.”

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83. “The cat was older than me, and so threadbare and crooked she was beginning to look like a bad taxidermy.”

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84. “The one who painted the brightness of the galaxy to hide the darkness that lived inside him.”

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85. “Dark, dangerous things happened around the Hollow sisters.”

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86. “Maybe it was possible to love two different versions of someone at the same time. And maybe, just maybe, some people still anted redemption for sins they didn’t need absolved anymore.”

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87. “Like HIV, depression was a king at playing hide-and-seek. It concealed itself in reservoirs deep inside the mind, waiting for the walls you built around it to eventually erode. Depression could be at undetectable levels for months or years. You’d be all happy and stable and think you were cured, you were a survivor, and then BAM, out of nowhere it resurged.”

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88. “What if we were the monsters?”

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89. “The one in which I went punting on the River Cherwell and drank cider at summer picnics with my friends and spent long hours studying in libraries built inside the hallowed halls of old churches.”

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90. “Bedrooms are like crime scenes. So many clues to be uncovered.”

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91. “You are like the death flowers that grow rampant in your wake: lovely to look at, intoxicating even, but get too close and you will soon learn that there is something rank beneath. That’s what beauty often is, in nature. A warning. A disguise. Do you understand?”

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92. “Death is not cruel, but it is insistent.”

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93. “Love was a trap, a sticky trap of molasses meant to bind two people together. It was a thing that couldn’t be escaped, a weight that people strapped to their own legs before they waded into the water and wondered why they drowned.”

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94. “I am the thing in the dark.”

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95. “Doctors diagnosed us with everything from PTSD to ADHD. We collected an alphabet of acronyms, but no treatment or therapy ever seemed to be able to reset us to how we’d been before it happened. We weren’t ill, it was decided: We were just strange.”

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96. “In the four years since she’d left home, my eldest sister had grown into a gossamer slip of a woman with hair like spun sugar and a face out of Greek mythology. Even in still pictures there was something vaporous and hyaline about her, like she might ascend into the ether at any moment.”

— Krystal Sutherland

97. “Was it so bad to hold onto something that was broken?”

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98. “When you have anxiety, you don’t really get to have deep breaths. Your ribs are too small to let your shrivelled lungs expand beyond half their size.”

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99. “A girl, dressed in white, her fingertips dripping blood. “Oh my God,” I whispered. “Grey?” My oldest sister looked up at me. Her eyes were black and her white hair hung in filthy clumps around her face. “Run,” she said. She tried to take a step toward me but sank heavily to her knees. “He’s coming.”

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100. “Here is a terrible truth I had known for as long as I could remember: I was my mother’s favorite child.”

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