Roshani Chokshi

Fear was a reminder that even the insubstantial could kill. But insubstantial meant it had no shape. It couldn't be conquered or tamed or avoided. Only moved through, with force and will.

Roshani Chokshi

Guilt is what makes you accountable.

Roshani Chokshi

He loved her. And she loved him. And in such bliss does devastation grow.

Roshani Chokshi

Her power was a wrenching thing, starless black and sorrow, but my magic was something more...it was hope.

Roshani Chokshi

His smile banished my loneliness and climbed the hollows of my anemia with starlight, pure and bright...his touch hummed in my bones like an aria -- a song to my dance, a beginning of a promise.

Roshani Chokshi

I know your soul. Everything else is just an ornament.

Roshani Chokshi

I love you," he murmured into my hair. "You are my night and stars, the fate I would fix myself to in any life.

Roshani Chokshi

I promised you the moon for your throne and stars to wear in your hair," said Amar, gesturing inside. "And I always keep my promises.

Roshani Chokshi

I used to think fear either numbed or nudged. Now I knew fear did neither. Fear was a key that fit every person's hollow spaces---those things that kept us cold at night and that place where we retreated when no one was looking---and all it could do was unlock what was already there.

Roshani Chokshi

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

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