R. Raeta > Quotes

“Funny how a new idea from the mind of man is innovation, but the observations of a woman are written off as fanciful wonderings of a girl made too idle.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

“Where the book burns, they will, in the end, burn human beings too.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches & Honey: These Immortal Truths

“Anna wonders if that’s what Time does—wears the humanity out of you until the promise of death pulls no more emotion than the promise of rain.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

“If necessity is the mother of invention, Anna thinks desperation might be the father of change.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches & Honey: These Immortal Truths

“I’m certain the opinions of strangers weigh less than the joy you would be robbing yourself of if you let yourself fear them.”
― R. Raeta, Pits & Poison: These Godly Lies

“It is only a phantom of the real thing, but she would rather have a ghost whispering false promises of protection than nothing at all.”
― R. Raeta, Everlong

“Shame is a powerful motivator for change.”
― R. Raeta, Pits & Poison: These Godly Lies

“Loving him came to her the way snow melts into creeks, then rivers, then oceans. Time has engraved him into her heart the way the rivers have carved canyons and glaciers have cut fjords.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

“He would make a home in her if she would allow it; wrap himself in the blinking stars and inky skies she paints for him and never let it go.”
― R. Raeta, Everlong

“He tastes like pasts and futures, like whispered memories and lucid dreams. He feels like coming home.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

“Nightmares aren’t without end. At some point, you wake up.” Anna bites her lip, chest heaving around a sob she refuses to release. “I’d like to wake up now.” His stare is pitying. “I know.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

“Strength is learned, not given.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

“Anna shakes her head, more questions on her lips, but he reaches for her—palms cupping her cheeks and forcing her still. “The world was cruel to you, Anna. You were stolen from your homeland, blamed and exiled for the patterns on your skin. They gave you reason after reason to be hateful, to be selfish. Instead, you saw a stranger in the woods and you brought her back to your meager home, offered up the little food you had despite the hunger lining your eyes.” His thumb brushes over her cheek, his face so close she can feel his sigh on her lips. “Do you not see how rare that is? Do you not see how wondrous you are?”
― R. Raeta, Peaches & Honey: These Immortal Truths

“Grief is a strange thing. Some moments it’s a weight on her chest, a pressure behind her eyes and glass in her throat. Then, when the tears slow and her breath no longer feels like it’s being torn from her lungs, everything starts to feel less. Numb. It’s the difference between fighting against the current and letting the river sweep her away. Struggle and surrender. Anna thinks it feels a little bit like drowning. Limbs weightless and cold. Suspended in time while the world continues to turn.”
― R. Raeta, Pits & Poison: These Godly Lies

“Death will not come for you.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

“The centuries have given her the confidence that comes with knowing the fragility of a moment—taught her to recognize the insignificance of some and the importance of others. She senses, instinctively, that she has more to lose with the boy beside her by pushing questions than she does by embracing his silence.”
― R. Raeta, Pits & Poison: These Godly Lies

“Anna appreciates that he trusts her to know what she wants; that time has taught him her ways as surely as it has taught her his.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

“There are so many words for her and yet they’re never enough. He could list her virtues, point out every gleaming triumph, and she still wouldn’t understand. So when she asks, he doesn’t tell her the answer. He shows her.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

“Holding you is still worth every bit of pain.”
― R. Raeta, Pits & Poison: These Godly Lies

“It’s hard wearing our differences with pride when the world looks at them with contempt.”
― R. Raeta, Pits & Poison: These Godly Lies

“You are not responsible for anyone’s actions but your own.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

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“I saved his life. It was all very heroic.”
“She thought she was saving me,” Khiran amends. Strange how the conversation suddenly interested him enough to contribute to it. “Obviously, I was fine.”
“He made a very convincing damsel in distress.””
― R. Raeta, Pits & Poison: These Godly Lies

“There are different kinds of death,” he murmurs, his palm cradling her jaw. His thumb traces the line of her cheek, his eyes dark with nightmares that carry her name.”
― R. Raeta, Pits & Poison: These Godly Lies

“She’s still a sparrow of a woman. Hollow-boned and fragile. Easily broken. He wonders how long it will take for her to realize that the thing that makes her weak is the same that will allow her to fly.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

“There is no pain like outliving a child.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

“It’s hard wearing our differences with pride when the world looks at them with contempt. It took me a long time to realize that it’s not my skin that’s the problem, but people.”
― R. Raeta, Pits & Poison: These Godly Lies

“Welcome to the real world, Casper.”
― R. Raeta, Ladybirds

“He knew it would come—the tears, the pain. He knew it would hurt her in ways that left a mark. What he didn’t expect was to feel his heart ache in response.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

“Some”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths

“She is everything he wants and better than he dreamed. A brush of her lips and the aching weight of the world is forgotten. A smile or a laugh is a balm to every bruise and fracture marring his soul. Then she looks up at him, begs him for the one thing he dares not give, and he is reminded of how fragile the peace they’ve found really is.”
― R. Raeta, Peaches and Honey: These Immortal Truths