Famine Quotes

“Famine’s eyes settle on mine for a moment. “Do not read into this.” Oh, I’m planning on reading the entire fucking series of Famine Acting Abnormally Kind and What it Means.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“You are a human-shaped headache,” he mutters.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“Just because you like honey doesn’t mean you must also like the bee.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“The third horseman of the apocalypse is having a mental breakdown right next to me.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“Because around you,” he says, “I feel the oddest urge to use my power to create rather than destroy.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“You foolish little flower, don’t you know?” he scolds me. “I kill everything. If you leave my side, you will die.” I push uselessly at his shoulders. “Then let me die, damn you!” “No.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“You were made from the earth,” I whisper to her skin, “I can feel the universe moving through you, and yet you are something else unto yourself.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“I feel … everything,” he finally says. “Every blade of grass, every drop of rain, every centimeter of sunbaked clay. I am the storm that rolls in, I am the wind that carries the bird and the butterfly.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“So don’t act like you invented pain. It’s an insult to the rest of us.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“That’s the difference between me and my brothers,” he continues. “We are all meant to ravage the world, but we have our distinctions: War is the most human, Pestilence perhaps next. But even Thanatos—Death—is intimately connected to life. “I am the one least truly alive. I have more in common with wildfires and clouds and mountains than I do anything else. So to be something that lives and breathes is a stifling, unpleasant experience. I am ... trapped in this flesh.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“I’m fucking over being forced to fit into roles men have cut out for me.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“We wear our garments like masks. Take them off, and you strip a person of their pretenses.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“I do so hate following through on threats,” he says.
The liar. He loves that shit.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“The Reaper’s lips quirk. “Little flower, don’t you know? I happen to enjoy it when you pee on my boots, and you sing songs off-key, and when I wake up to your atrocious morning breath—you know, you also fart in your sleep.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“You mentioned how you were worse than Pestilence and War,” I say, “but what about Death?” Famine holds my gaze for a long minute, then gives me a slight nod, like he’s conceding a point to me. “Nothing is worse than him.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“Only if you put something in my mouth,” I say. “I’m partial to food, but dicks work too.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“How many more things have I yet to discover about her? There’s an entire world contained beneath that skin of hers, and I hunger to explore it all.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say Famine was a gentleman.
What a disturbing thought.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“He removes a strip of material from the bottom of his shirt, bringing it up to my shoulder. Famine’s eyes settle on mine for a moment. “Do not read into this.” Oh, I’m planning on reading the entire fucking series of Famine Acting Abnormally Kind and What it Means.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“The Reaper sighs dramatically. For an evil motherfucker, he is so over-the-top with the theatrics.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“I’m tired of watching my words and watching my actions. I’m fucking done being careful so that other people don’t have to be.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“And if I run?” I ask. “Your attempts at escape have been even worse than your attempts at murder,” he says, stepping in close.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“One other inhuman thing about me, flower.” Famine turns his head slightly towards me. “I don’t simply exist, I hunger.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“You really should’ve stayed away. You may still be that same little flower who saved me, but then, I’m not known for letting flowers grow …”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“Did you put me here?” I say by way of greeting. He gives me a look. “No, my horse did.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“How’s your abdominal wound?” I ask, draping my arms over the sides. My tits are wantonly exposed. I’m honestly enjoying the hell out of this; I hope the horseman is rattled. Famine narrows his gaze on me. “Gone.” “Too bad.” “My balls are better too—thanks for asking,” he says. “I wasn’t worried about your balls. It seems you have no use for them.” My mouth curves into a smirk as I speak. I really am enjoying myself.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“Famine stands at the threshold, his armor on and his scythe in hand, looking all sorts of agitated. So, essentially, same as always.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“And you can’t routinely beat someone and pretend to still love them,”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“Never, ever fuck with what is mine,”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine

“I love you. Maybe more than all of what I am. And I don’t understand why, but I do. I love you.”
― Laura Thalassa, Famine