Night coaxed out the stars, my jailers.
Roshani Chokshi, The Star-Touched Queen.
“I love you," he murmured into my hair. "You are my night and stars, the fate I would fix myself to in any life.”
“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...”
“Neither the secret whirring song of the stars nor the sonorous canticles of the earth knew the language that sprang up in the space between us. It was a dialect of heartbeats, strung together with ...”
“Her power was a wrenching thing, starless black and sorrow, but my magic was something more...it was hope.”
“And in such bliss does devastation grow.”
“Who wanted to be smiled at by the girl that trailed shadows like pets, conjured snakes and waited for Death, her bridegroom, to steal her from these walls?”
“Whenever I am going through good phase, i don't give a damn about what my horoscope says.”
“Witches are naturally nosy, said Miss Tick, standing up. Well, I must go. I hope we shall meet again. I will give you some free advice, though.Will it cost me anything?What? I just said it was free...”
“How can you be one of the stars of heaven, when the stars are innumerable? What star number do you have?”
“His words were full of hope and threat. Like the stars.”