Top 250 Misba Quotes (2026 Update)
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151. “She’s texting every ten minutes, trying to convince her about joining a cosplay contest tomorrow evening. Kusha replies ‘NO,’ silencing her for a day.”

— Misba

152. “What would make a feather rot? He looks at the forest, and then, closes his eyes. Focusing his mind, he searches for any sign of death in the forest, but nothing.”

— Misba

153. “Even if it takes manually fixing millions of old cars to equal healing one tiny plant, she’ll do it. Silly. But she has enough time to be silly. Just not enough of it to evolve.”

— Misba

154. “On a highway much closer to the sky, it happens again. This time he witnesses it: A crow – already dead and cold, as unholy as uncontrolled emotions – hits his windshield at bullet speed.”

— Misba

155. “Taha’s favorite company arranges giveaways for their latest action-figures – ‘dolls’ according to Meera. Kusha never reveals the winning numbers. It’s cheating, she believes. And cheating is rude.”

— Misba

156. “I’m fine,” Kusha interrupts with a lie.”

— Misba

157. “Rashad and Meera Gaumont do everything without noise. All. The. Time. They’re High Grades – Grade A: 107-year-olds with ageless bodies, and they follow the Untouchable Code by heart.”

— Misba

158. “People with no desire to live have no right to exist,” he says, “They’re insults to the meaning of life.” His deep voice whispers like a spell as if a new code is added to the laws of the universe with all the will in his heart, with all the frequencies in his voice, and with all the persuasion in his soul.”

— Misba

159. “Maroc Metz – as usual in his tailcoat, rimless glasses, gloved hands, and neatly brushed black hair – welcomes the Mesmerizer with boiling-hot tea – Earl Grey, raspberry flavor. He drinks a third of it in one gulp, its heat boosting his prana. The boiling-hot tea doesn’t make him blink away from the Devil’s Book.”

— Misba

160. “Now even the war hero, the King of Mesmerizers who ended the war with a four-minute speech, comes into her nightmares with glaring red eyes and fiery hair.”

— Misba

161. “Mee-Hae stops a foot away from him, who is wrapped in his decades-old, dark shawl that should be torn and faded by now, but it isn’t, thanks to the technology that repairs one molecule at a time if you have the budget for it.”

— Misba

162. “Her blue hair and blue eyes look nothing like those of Rashad and Meera, which pains her sometimes.”

— Misba

163. “Now, they don’t mind the smell. Now, they don’t remember saying: Mama’s magic won’t work. Now, they’d rather stand with the winner.”

— Misba

164. “When a prayer doesn’t work, you rephrase it.”

— Misba

165. “Mee-Hae utters annihilated so carefully as if someone might hear, as if it’s a cautiously chosen word and not spoken as a part of a casual description.”

— Misba

166. “The Devil’s Book is a book of knowledge. The secret displayed and reader-seeing-it are different. Such books hold the wisdom bared. It’s all on how your brain, your mind react with the wisdom chemistry. A book guides; the same book can deceive.”

— Misba

167. “But if she wanted, if she pondered a bit more on the thought, if she focused on her alarms, she could’ve caught another important prophecy. Perhaps, it’d have avoided many things. Perhaps, she could be cautious about what she gets attached to in the future. Perhaps, it would’ve never created this story.”

— Misba

168. “I know what war looks like, Yuan.” Mee-Hae gazes into the forest from the balcony. Her palm traces her lower belly where her womb should be, and her face creases as if she is in physical pain.”

— Misba

169. “One of its legs wounded, and a dark rotten feather sticking to its body.”

— Misba

170. “She speaks only 1% of her thoughts.”

— Misba

171. “The Monk, exiting the GV, takes the dead crow and carries it to his vehicle’s trunk. He needs to burn it later.”

— Misba

172. “Even though her strong prana heals it at the same rate, constant damage and regeneration is happening inside her.”

— Misba

173. “Mee-Hae Ra isn’t a monk; she’s never been one.”

— Misba

174. “He doesn’t step away from his wooden sandals, each with a two-inch block at the center.”

— Misba

175. “War heroes’ speech without a quality sound? Real sound?” Taha shakes her head. “No, no. It won’t work!”

— Misba

176. “Humans sinned. Persistently existing in clogged colonies was their sin.”

— Misba

177. “Living around the West Alpha among the High Grades who age exceptionally slowly, one or two wrinkles around the eyes, a few greyed hairs along your ears are enough to call you old. Even if your spine is still strong and straight.”

— Misba

178. “Knowing your origin gives you half your purpose sometimes, builds its base.”

— Misba

179. “The Low Grade citizens in the process of evolution are the universe’s exceptions who are allowed to breathe inside the cities, even though the latter two groups comprise the majority of the world population.”

— Misba

180. “Every unevolved Low Grade will avoid talking about how it feels partying among the High Grades, won’t they? Won’t they try to hide that they had to hear about the healing powers of a High Grade’s semen?”

— Misba

181. “It’s easy to pick the right answer when the options are only two.”

— Misba

182. “Guilt overwhelms him. But Yuan Yagmur soon buries his guilt like a well-trained monk. Emotions won’t defeat him. Not ever.”

— Misba

183. “A High Grade’s words have weight; she must now think through what leaves her lips.”

— Misba

184. “To think she has forfeited her ethics for the Devil’s Book! The only book in the world she sees in her dreams, daydreams, and nightmares. The only book that may have the real secrets of voice instead of boring jargon page after page, tickling your curiosity and giving you the things you already know.”

— Misba

185. “This girl is doing it again: practicing jumping from four-meter-height for her next grade test.”

— Misba

186. “Preparing the manor means removing the disc-lift section, installing railings at a few places. Don’t forget the baby-friendly stairs, even though the newborn won’t use it for another year. Rashad has finished the carpet replacement and floor disinfecting, not that the baby will be crawling anytime soon. Other tasks include removing Meera’s books and crafts, also the sharp objects from up to a height.”

— Misba

187. “Kusha pushes the last of her long screw into the soil, another expensive thing she bought from the Old City. The almost-broken, two-inch seedling now stands supported. Guilt, partly for a tiny seedling, slightly more for being an unobservant, untouchable human who isn’t graded yet.”

— Misba

188. “It’s evil. It’s sick. Evil and sick together would only bring chaos.”

— Misba

189. “All living creatures always sense what heals their woe – a code in their subconscious.”

— Misba

190. “Those industry-designed latest models, which hover in the air, are nothing compared to the story these GVs have.”

— Misba

191. “The feather smells of death. There must be a dead bird somewhere.”

— Misba

192. “Saying them aloud will only gain two nods from Taha, the kind of nods that make you feel lonely in a crowd.”

— Misba

193. “Now you’re interested. After three years? No wonder you even found me here!” says Mee-Hae. “I’m sure I was harder to find than the tea I’m holding.”

— Misba

194. “Is a venture meaningful if it’s all planned? If it turns into a habit?”

— Misba

195. “Terrible spatial sense! As usual!”

— Misba

196. “Nothing can make a strong voice speak unless he truly wants to.”

— Misba

197. “He closes his eyes, removing the scent from his mind, just as an evolved Grade A should do – not let little thoughts infect his inner quiet.”

— Misba

198. “Why?” Kusha used to ask Rashad, and she’d always get the same answer: “The unevolved kind brings chaos and wars.”

— Misba

199. “Rewrites history, huh?” Mee-Hae gazes at him. The sparkles in her eyes are those of an archaeologist who is living in a forest near her latest discovered underwater civilization. “The last Ice Age was supposed to be twelve thousand years ago.”

— Misba

200. “The largest wall in the living room is full of framed photos, depicting stories of war, peace, friendship, and love – everything in the last six decades displayed on a single wall.”

— Misba