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Yarrow felt as if she were being held in the mouth of a giant who had never cleaned their teeth.

— The West Passage by Jared Pechaček

To be warned against temptations and then encounter none is quite a hardship.

— The West Passage by Jared Pechaček

I cannot see the future, but the shape of the future is the shape of the past.

— The West Passage by Jared Pechaček

Yarrow was good at her duties. She was even better at doing them angrily.

— The West Passage by Jared Pechaček

A train! Kew had never seen one, but he had read of them.

— The West Passage by Jared Pechaček

With the guardian dead, the question remained: Who would do it?

— The West Passage by Jared Pechaček

He spoke with an odd accent, intelligible but mushy, as if he held a small object in his mouth.

— The Practice, the Horizon, and the Chain by Sofia Samatar

The woman woke to the crackling of her anklet and knew the boy had come upstairs. She leaned toward her clock: the numbers glowed 06:00. The stars outside the window were growing pale. She would not sleep again now.

— The Practice, the Horizon, and the Chain by Sofia Samatar

The boy was taken upstairs without warning, unprotesting as he had been through all the changes in his seventeen years, the shifts from cell to cell each time he outgrew the bolt on his ankle and the Doctor came to exchange it for a larger one, an operation performed with a tool the Hold people called the Mallet, which jarred the whole leg and sometimes made the blood spray from the anklebone, and caused a sense of queasiness and superstitious awe in the boy, who would glimpse, for the instant during which the bolt and chain were removed, the shiny and alien-looking patch of underexposed skin on his leg which, according to the prophet, housed the seat of the soul.

— The Practice, the Horizon, and the Chain by Sofia Samatar

You know, every time I think it’s impossible for the world to get any worse, more stuff happens.

— The Deep Sky by Yume Kitasei