Quests were a lot like dogs, Cora thought. They were much more attractive when seen from a distance, and not barking in the middle of the night or po… - Seanan McGuire

Clothes matter," he said, draping the vest over his arm and reaching for a pile of neatly folded blouses. "Clothes are part of how you learn to feel like yourself, and not someone who just happens to look like you. Don't you remember what it was like when someone else decided what you were going to wear?

The nameless girl stared at Cora. “You’re insane.”
“Probably,” said Cora placidly. “Sticks and stones, as the sages say; sticks and stones. I know what I am and I’m happy this way, and saying something true shouldn’t be an insult, ever, because that’s not how words want to work.”

"I don't believe in destiny."
"Destiny believes in you." The fawn took a breath. "I really am sorry we had to hit you."
"I'm sorry too," said Regan.
"You understand this was for your own good."
"I understand you think this was for my own good."