Top 200 Tamsyn Muir Quotes (2024 Update)
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51. “Yes, well, jail for Mother,” I said.”

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52. “Alas. I have a bad personality and a stupefying deficit of attention.”

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53. “I understand you didn’t ask on purpose, but I like to think that there was a grain in your soul that saw yourself in need, and perhaps thought to itself, I wish I had Abigail Pent.”

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54. “I’d aim to get out of here alive, but our odds don’t look wonderful. If we stay put, we get squashed, or eaten. If we swim, we probably still get squashed or eaten.”

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55. “Harrowhark’s talent had always been in scale, in making a fully realised construct from as little as an arm bone or a pelvis, able to make an army of them from what anyone else would need for one, and in some far-off way Gideon had always known that this would be how she went: gangbanged to death by skeletons.”

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56. “Things are, frankly, going to be antonyms of fine.”

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57. “Ask me how I am and I’ll scream,” she said. “How are you,” said Camilla, who was a pill. “I see you calling my bluff and I resent it,” said Gideon.”

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58. “He gave the impression of being the guy fun sought out for death.”

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59. “Someday I’ll marry that girl,” she said aloud. “It might be good for her.” And: “Probably not, though.”

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60. “Harrow was too amazed by her body’s expanding capacity for despair. It was as though her feeling had doubled even as she looked at it, unfolding, like falling down an endless flight of stairs. She dug her hands into the mattress and she cried for Gideon Nav.”

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61. “Cam,” Palamedes said. “Go loud.”

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62. “His frailty made his unearthly handsomeness all the more ephemeral,’ et cetera, et cetera, the word mewled fifteen pages later, the word nipple one page after that?”

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63. “We press down the hand of a clock, to try to stop it from ticking the last second.”

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64. “If you do not find yourself a galaxy, it is not so bad to find yourself a star.”

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65. “The Reverend Daughter of the Ninth House smiled, tiny and triumphant. Then she kneeled into Gideon’s arms. Gideon stumbled, sick with terror, kneeling them both down to the ground as Harrow lay like a broken rag doll. She forgot her sword, forgot everything as she cradled her used-up adept. She forgot the wrecked ligaments in her sword arm, her messed-up knee, the cups of blood she’d lost, everything but that tiny, smoldering, victorious smile.”

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66. “She applied to the Vatican to argue about whether or not it was a miracle because I’d been baptised. Didn’t mention that I’d only gone to Parachute ’cause of the underage drinking.”

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67. “And in the dream he rubbed his temple with his thumb and said: “You always say that, Harrowhark.”

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68. “Well, I tried, and therefore no one should criticize me.”

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69. “She got the depression. She lay in her cell, picking at life like it was a meal she didn’t want to eat.”

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70. “It felt so easy to be good when you were happy.”

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71. “If you’re hiding a ship in your dungarees, please share it with the rest of the class.”

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72. “The House of the First had been abandoned, and breathlessly waited to be used by someone other than time.”

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73. “If you think in black and white your brain can’t be agile.”

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74. “Cause by itself is an empty concept. The choice to get up in the morning – the choice to have a hot breakfast or a cold one – the choice to do something thirty seconds faster, or thirty seconds slower – those choices cause all sorts if things to happen. That doesn’t make you responsible.”

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75. “If anything it seemed to be gaining momentum, like a very boring avalanche.”

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76. “Gideon never ran unless she had to.”

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77. “Love is a revenant, and it accumulates love-stuff to itself, because it is homeless otherwise.”

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78. “Sie dachte daran, Silas noch ein paar Mal den Stinkefinger zu zeigen, aber manchmal gibt man sich besser damit zufrieden, dass man gerade einen moralischen Sieg davongetragen hat.”

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79. “Your tolerance for man-eating magma fish would have been tested sorely by anyone who was not God. His divinity earned God, you thought, about sixty more seconds.”

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80. “Someday I’ll die and get buried in the ground and you can take it up with me then,′ said Harrow, and found, after all, that she was not really speaking to them. ‘Until then – I am afraid that I have to live.”

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81. “You got the face of a rat and the body of a dead person.”

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82. “It had bewildered her, back at Canaan House, how the whole of her always seemed to come back to Gideon. For one brief and beautiful space of time, she had welcomed it: that microcosm of eternity between forgiveness and the slow, uncomprehending agony of the fall. Gideon rolling up her shirt sleeves. Gideon dappled in shadow, breaking promises. One idiot with a sword and an asymmetrical smile had proved to be Harrow’s end: her apocalypse swifter than the death of the Emperor and the sun with him.”

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83. “My necromancer and I always liked you... and hey, what’s like except a love that hasn’t been invited indoors?”

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84. “He was narrow shouldered with long, long arms, and she was beginning to believe that he was not simply a douchebag who used lip balm, but a douchebag who used lip balm and had a very long reach.”

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85. “Someone’s been having fun in here,” said Gideon. Harrow shot her a look but did not enforce the vow of silence. “Yes,” she said. “Me.”

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86. “Don’t start the ‘I was toying with her, mwa ha ha’ noise, because I won’t believe it. Your plan backfired, Tridentarius. You’ve got the sickness. I know the signs of Nonagesimitis. You were all lined up for a big hot injection of vitamin H.”

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87. “Love between a necromancer and cavalier is vital to differentiate them from a soldier’s love of the Emperor: they are carrying out a personal devotion that beautifies both types of adoration.”

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88. “He didn’t even ask me to explain. That was the kind of guy he was. He and I had grown up on the same street. I’d spotted him for mince pies all the time as kids, so stands to reason he let me cut off his arm and carried a nuke for me.”

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89. “They do not have to enjoy each other’s society; they must simply take their togetherness as assumed. The cavalier who will not sleep in the same room as their necromancer must question themselves as to why. Their love is the love that fears only for the other: the love of service on both sides.”

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90. “But nobody listened to us. Nobody investigated the things we told them to investigate. Everyone showed us what looked like evidence to them, and when we argued back they reminded us that cows had best friends and complex social relationships.”

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91. “I might lie down and see if this fixes itself,” I suggested.”

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92. “I died knowing you’d hate me for dying; but Nonagesimus, you hating me always meant more than anyone else in this hot and stupid universe loving me. At least I’d had your full attention.”

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93. “I didn’t think this was the time for dirty talk, but I can roll with it,” she said. “Choke me, Daddy.”

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94. “Then she said, ‘When you don’t have it too badly – when you can live to maybe fifty years – when your body’s dying from the inside out, when your blood cells are eating you alive the whole time... it makes for such a necromancer, Gideon the Ninth. A walking thanergy generator. If they could figure out someway to stop you when you’re mostly cancer and just a little bit woman, they would!”

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95. “The letter was wrapped around a black, folded-up bunch of angles: smoked glass, thin black frames, mirrored lenses. A little bend in one arm, but otherwise – you’d kept my sunglasses.”

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96. “I need you to hide my infirmity,” said Harrowhark. “You see, I am insane.”

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97. “Certainly not. Like everything else in this ridiculous conglomeration of cooling gas, it’s perfectly explicable, I just need to explic-it.”

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98. “I must no longer accept,” she said slowly, “being a stranger to you.”

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99. “I think ‘bone frenzy’ might be a term open to coarse misinterpretation, personally.”

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100. “And the other child said: Then perish.”

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