Top 400 Roshani Chokshi Quotes (2026 Update)
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401. “Imagination was neither good nor bad. It was a little bit of both.”

— Roshani Chokshi

402. “I treated the truth like a monster that could be summoned by speech alone.”

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403. “Too often the truth of a memory lives not in the mind but in the heart, in the subtle and sacred organization that makes up one’s identity. But it is a tender place to reach, and I am wounded by touching it.”

— Roshani Chokshi

404. “A particularly good book had a way of opening new spaces in one’s mind.”

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405. “What we know of the world are blips and fragments. The only people who can truly speak of history are ghosts.”

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406. “The magician smiled and swept a bow. “I am called Uttanka,” he said in a rich, deep voice. “Will you hear my tale?”

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407. “What I wanted was a connection, a shared heartbeat that kept rhythm across oceans and worlds. Not some alliance cobbled out of war. I didn’t want the prince from the folktales or some milk-skinned, honey-eyed youth who said his greetings and proclaimed his love in the same breath. I wanted a love thick with time, as inscrutable as if a lathe had carved it from night and as familiar as the marrow in my bones. I wanted the impossible, which made it that much easier to push out of my mind.”

— Roshani Chokshi

408. “She told me to tell that she loves you, thinks of you often and will always be proud of you. She asks that you stay safe. Always.”

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409. “We all have a role in life. Maybe we’re someone’s sibling or spouse, a teacher or a parent, a ruler or a warrior. And with that comes a duty to show up for the situations life throws at you! After that, you do your best and let everything else go. The outcome? Pfft. Not your problem. People’s opinions? Not the point! When you go home and look in the mirror, it’s your face you’ve got to look at. No one else’s.”

— Roshani Chokshi

410. “As a scholar, I have always found dreams to be frustrating – if not lazy – motifs. They might be portents or prophecies, messages or mysteries. Dreams might pass through gates of horn and speak true, or sneak through gates of ivory and speak false. At it’s heart, a dream is a door.”

— Roshani Chokshi

411. “In the end, a fairy tale is nothing more than a sense of hope. Hope lures and tricks. It tempts with shining thrones, exquisite nectars, and loving arms. It whispers to us that we are extraordinary. Exempt. Thus lured, we follow its path. Sometimes we are led to riches. Other times, we are led astray. But this hope never hides its shape, and for its honesty we reach for it and pull its sweet and stinking furs up to our chins, for to live without it means living without magic.”

— Roshani Chokshi

412. “But I had forgotten how certain places can be so old they are alive. So alive that they do not simply hunger; they learn to hunt.”

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413. “What is fair and what is just do not always look the same.”

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414. “We’re in Tennessee,” said Brynne.”

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415. “But I was a full tale, complete unto myself for better or for worse.”

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416. “He wanted someone who would enter a room and look for him first, to behold him as though the secrets of the world lay somewhere in his gaze, to finish his sentences. Someone to share cake with.”

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417. “I don’t want it to be fine. Fine comes from the Latin finis, which means end. This feels a lot more like a beginning.”

— Roshani Chokshi

418. “She looked like the nostalgia that settles in your ribs at the end of a story you have never read, yet nevertheless know.”

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419. “Sometimes you are lured not by the promise of safety but the safety of knowing that here lies a sure thing.”

— Roshani Chokshi

420. “Happiness destroyed only begets more destruction.”

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421. “Enrique didn’t want a forced love. He wanted a love like a light, a presence that drove out the shadows and recast the world into something warm.”

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422. “And then Enrique hooked his thumbs together and made a strange waving motion with his hands. “You’re a bird?” “A moth!” said Enrique. “A moth approaching a flame!” “That’s a very alarming moth.”

— Roshani Chokshi

423. “I’ve been trying to find a way to live in this world. Barring that, I was looking for a way to leave it.”

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424. “No, but you really must,” said Enrique, looking exceptionally wounded. “I can’t feed myself, Laila. I’ll perish left to my own devices. Life is cruel, and often without cake.”

— Roshani Chokshi

425. “The matriarch of House Kore was running late for a dinner. In the normal course of things, she did not care for punctuality. Punctuality, with its unseemly whiff of eagerness, was for peasants.”

— Roshani Chokshi

426. “The patriarch had grabbed the girls too dark to be visible in the world’s eyes; whose languages fell on deaf ears; whose very homes at the edge of society pushed them too far into the shadows for notice.”

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427. “When she got to the end of the hall, Zofia stopped short. Enrique and Hypnos had not moved from their spot. Their eyes were locked on each other, heads bent low in conversation and then – just as suddenly – not in conversation.”

— Roshani Chokshi

428. “Question the very assumptions.”

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429. “I,” said Hypnos, clearly bored, “am a human.”

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430. “Some people could walk with galaxies tilting at their heart, planets grinding against their ribs, whole worlds dragging in their wake and never stealing their balance.”

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431. “As if right then her lungs drew in not air, but the very night sky. Stars fizzed through her veins.”

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432. “Even when knights fail, they’re still knights.”

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