Oh, history," Silver said, cutting her off. "You'll be talking about reality next, as if it were something special too. - Genevieve Cogman

“May I be frank?” Sherrington asked.
Irene sighed. This was always the sign of a fast-approaching insult.

My dear Miss Winters, You will have realized by now that I intend to bring down irretrievable ruin on you, your loved ones, your friends and associates, your workplace, and anything else that comes to mind. Please don’t feel obliged to thank me. It is my pleasure entirely.

She did find that the books displayed prominently in every chamber had been dusted, but the spines were pristine and uncreased. They had the sad, untouched air of literature paraded for display purposes but never actually used.
It was profoundly depressing.