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Margaret  Rogerson
“Humans simply love inventing superstitions and then getting killed because of them. Or better yet, using them as an excuse to kill other humans.”
Margaret Rogerson, Vespertine

“undo : if you’re bleeding
undo : if you’re sweating
undo : if you’re crying, darling
undo : undo”
Björk, Vespertine

Margaret  Rogerson
“Is it true that spirits can’t remember anything about their human lives?”

“Yes,” it answered tartly. I had never considered before now that someone would have needed to speak to a spirit to learn that information. I had always merely accepted it as one of the Clerisy’s teachings.

“So you don’t know whether you were a man or a woman in life.”

“No, and I don’t see why it matters. Humans are so tedious. Oh, you have dangly bits. Congratulations, you’re going to put on armor and swing a sword about. Oh, you’ve ended up with the other kind. Too bad—time to either have babies or become a nun.”
Margaret Rogerson, Vespertine

Margaret  Rogerson
“If there's one thing I can always rely on, it's the reassuring dependability of human idiocy. Give your kind a century or so, and they'll happily repeat the exact same mistakes that nearly wiped them all out a few generations before.”
Margaret Rogerson, Vespertine

Margaret  Rogerson
“I felt the revenant tense and knew before she spoke that it was Mother Dolours. “I fear that an age of saints and miracles isn’t something to celebrate, Sister Marie. The Lady sends us such gifts only in times of darkness. Do you recall the writings of Saint Liliane?"
The sister was silent a moment. Then she murmured, “And so the silent bell wakens to herald the Dead; and the last candle is lit against the coming night...”
I stained to hear more, but their voices had dwindled as the passed outside the hall, leaving a cold lump in my stomach and the lingering image of a single, steady candle flame slowly burning itself down, the only remaining light to hold off the dark.”
Margaret Rogerson, Vespertine

Leta Blake
“«…quello che ho scoperto, Nicky, è che quello che Dio vuole sopra ogni altra cosa per noi è di amarci gli uni con gli altri. Ogni regola può essere infranta se si tratta di un atto d’amore. Se segui un certo comportamento per amore, amore altruista, non puoi fare niente di sbagliato. La Bibbia non mi condanna. E non condanna nemmeno te.»
Aveva trovato se stesso in lui quando era un adolescente. E si era riscoperto in quel momento. Come poteva lasciare andare tutto quello? Ma come non posso? Ho fatto dei voti. Ho promesso la mia vita al Signore. Avrebbe dovuto essere inorridito per ciò che aveva fatto, eppure non lo era.”
Leta Blake, Vespertine

Leta Blake
“Essere Nico, allora, era stato tutto ciò che aveva sempre voluto. Era meglio che essere Nicky. Come Nico aveva potere. Nico poteva far inginocchiare le persone di fronte a sé. Nico poteva cambiare le cose… Aveva intenzione di restare pulito e trovare un modo per continuare a vivere in un mondo dove quello era tutto ciò che poteva avere: la voce di Jazz, la sua esistenza, ma non il suo tocco. Mai più… Finché non si fosse rimesso in sesto, la musica sarebbe stata malata come lui. Se quella era una canzone che voleva essere cantata, l’avrebbe ritrovata una volta guarito. Quando non sarebbe più stato a pezzi.”
Leta Blake, Vespertine

Leta Blake
“«Ti ho sempre amato. Non posso nemmeno fingere che amavo Dio più di te, allora.»”
Leta Blake, Vespertine

Margaret  Rogerson
“I absorbed its deathly visage, trying and failing to match it with the voice in my head. The revenant had devoured the populations of entire cities; it was also the entity who ordered me to eat my pottage.
‘I’ll have you know that I’m very good-looking by undead standards,’ the revenant remarked, after I had stared for a long time without speaking.
I frowned in annoyance.”
Margaret Rogerson, Vespertine

Margaret  Rogerson
“So you don't know whether you were a man or a woman in life.

No and I don't see why it matters. Humans are so tedious. Oh, you have dangly bits. Congratulations, you're going to put on armour and swing a sword about. Oh, you've ended up with the other kind. Too bad-time to either have babies or become a nun.”
Margaret Rogerson, Vespertine

Margaret  Rogerson
“And so the silent bell wakens to herald the Dead; and the last candle is lit against the coming night...”
Margaret Rogerson, Vespertine