Sigrid Polidore

“I thought you were sane," I said, "but you're
just as crazy as the rest of them.”
― Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell

“Tell us, my dear,” Ansgar said. “What year is it?”
“It’s 1536.”
“That means . . . we were sealed up for 211 years,” Ansgar replied.
“No wonder I need a beer,” Luc said. “That’s a long time to go without a drink.”
― Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

“I wanted to thank you for saving my life. I am still puzzled about your motives
though. Was it revenge against Zedan for rejecting you?”
“You insult me. It seems that you think of everybody in the same lowly terms you
think of yourself. If there is anybody I should hate for Zedan rejecting me, it should be
you. He was only doing what is expected of him in our society.”
“You mean you don't hate me?” This was a new revelation to Brown. It worried him.
He was used to hate, he could deal with it, but this he could not understand, he had used
the girl ruthlessly and yet she did not hate him.”
― Max Nowaz, The Arbitrator

“In the years that followed, Tsula would find that she could not recall that walk to the edge or the thrust of her legs into the air. Her clearest memory more than twenty years later is of the long, breathless wait as she fell, seemingly forever, and the water swallowing her at last. When she burst from its surface, unhurt, her mind noisy and electric, she grabbed for Jamie and kissed him hard.”
― C. Matthew Smith, Twentymile