The prince’s eyes shone with amusement at her brashness but lingered a bit too long on her body.
—  Throne of Glass, first line of Chapter 3, the time before Dorian went through a character change and was kinda a douche towards a starving slave girl who wanted to “rank her nails down his facet’ because of it. But we all know he turned around and became a complete smol son before long
Deep inside, she knew who she was, and that person was smart and kind and often even funny, but somehow her personality always got lost somewhere between her heart and her mouth, and she found herself saying the wrong thing or, more often, nothing at all.
—  Julia Quinn, Romancing Mister Bridgerton
I fear that one day I will disappear completely. I give chunks of my heart away to people and end up walking away a little emptier, a little more tired, a little less hopeful that one day someone will trust me with their heart too.
—  Z.M.