Top 250 Misba Quotes (2025 Update)
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201. “I thought a Monk with no emotions would understand.”

— Misba

202. “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

203. “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

204. “The Mesmerizer accepts the challenge. He will prove even such monks as him can be tainted. When that man enters the dark world, he will arrange a blazing orchestra, a homecoming gift. And he will arrange it with the thing the Monk has sent him – the piano.”

— Misba

205. “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

206. “For days, she’s been doing it – brushing her face as if ants are trailing along her cheek, her neck.”

— Misba

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

— Misba

208. “A monk’s face has to be unreadable.”

— Misba

209. “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

210. “Mastering time isn’t about stopping time, rather, slowing down its effects. Though in the last decade, he has let his dark wavy hair fade and wrinkles grow near his eyes. Even a line or two is visible on his forehead. He sits on a cliff now. His toned torso half-covered in a dark, plain shawl. His chest swells in flawless, mathematical rhythm when he breathes.”

— Misba

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

— Misba

212. “Kusha felt a tinge of pride, exponentially multiplied by her Low-Grade inferiority complex, reading this footnote.”

— Misba

213. “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

214. “Sometimes, she wishes something would happen in her life. Something more unexpected than very willingly venturing into the Junk Land to act like a rebellious twenty-three-year-old adult. But still not adult enough compared to the rest of the evolved adults.”

— Misba

215. “She never interrupted Meera before, let alone with a lie.”

— Misba

216. “How does she live here alone? He wonders, forgetting that he, too, used to live in such a hut once, until a certain mesmerizer designed an entire mansion for him; until the man said he had to guard the North.”

— Misba

217. “You can discuss anything with Magic Mama. He won’t judge or warn or start a series of lectures like Meera and Rashad do.”

— Misba

218. “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

219. “Well, nearly flawless.”

— Misba

220. “Distractions ended. Thoughts began. Then thoughts stopped, too, and the universe entered.”

— Misba

221. “Thrown at Kuhawk at 460 mph while I was roasting a heart,” Maroc says, showing him a hover-tray. It holds something stone-hard and dead – a bird. A crow.”

— Misba

222. “And there rests him – the Mesmerizer, frozen in one of his rarest smiles, right beside Mee-Hae. His hair is a darker shade of blond in the photos, as it was back then, and his eyes blue like the clearest sky.”

— Misba

223. “Why death? A death alarm has never come before.”

— Misba

224. “Not that the war heroes will touch them. Neither to shake hands, nor trace lightly, and never-ever intimately. Touching the unevolved people for pleasure isn’t principled.”

— Misba

225. “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

226. “Her entry ticket into the High Auction is supposed to arrive today, and their mail can never be late.”

— Misba

227. “Great. Everything will be perfectly ready for the new Gaumont by this week,” Meera smiles.”

— Misba

228. “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

229. “Is the meeting that important?” Pico asks. “Ren said Ruem Drohung is not the same person you once knew. I saw Ruem’s files. By your definitions, he’s not human.”

— Misba

230. “If his first impression weren’t ninety percent pre-constructed by the entrance, he would think that it was a nice, comfortable place to live in.”

— Misba

231. “If you’re a bug, you need toads – dozens of toads so you may evolve.”

— Misba

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

— Misba

233. “Even a brain that memorizes books after one reading doesn’t make it fair if you stutter before the High-Grades, if you can’t speak in a world that run with voice, if you can’t master words when they say: the universe began with words.”

— Misba

234. “The fewer words you say, the more chance they have of being general, that is, both true and false. After all, the devil lies in the details.”

— Misba

235. “The forest holds the earth’s rarest treasures. His treasures, and they took fifty years to grow.”

— Misba

236. “Still, knowing your origin gives you half your purpose sometimes, building its base. Kusha feels her base missing when she looks in the mirror.”

— Misba

237. “Yuan?” calls one of the most influential archaeologists of the planet and also the owner of this half-broken hut.”

— Misba

238. “If you start afresh with a fully blank brain, like a newborn, you’ll have a lot to catch up on. Sometimes, it won’t be cute. Sitting weirdly, spreading your legs – unaware of your briefs showing, or asking your new parents why their lips are glued together, isn’t cute.”

— Misba

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

— Misba

240. “Kusha freezes her muscles, straightening her spine and lifting her chin. Absolute attention, she tells herself.”

— Misba

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

— Misba

242. “Anything intelligent always looks for its source – it’s the oldest law of the universe.”

— Misba

243. “Your hair is greying. Is it a new fashion? And what’s with the laugh lines?”

— Misba

244. “Men like real-world games once they learn a trick or two.”

— Misba

245. “Two alarms within five minutes, and one of them is about death.”

— Misba

246. “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

247. “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

248. “She would have called it death, but she didn’t.”

— Misba

249. “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

250. “Yuan frowns. Nothing should interrupt a Sufi Raag. His frown disappears soon after. A monk must never lose control over his emotions. Not even the deaths of thirty-seven seemingly-pet, rare animals can make him lose it.”

— Misba