Top Ten Tuesday: Favorite Anna-Marie McLemore Quotes

Top Ten Tuesday is an original blog meme created by The Broke and the Bookish and is currently being hosted by That Artsy Reader Girl. This week’s topic is “Favorite Book Quotes.” I am the worst when it comes to writing down favorite quotes, but this August, I reread all of Anna-Marie McLemore’s novels and mark down my favorite quotes, so this topic could not of come at a more perfect time. If you haven’t read any of Anna-Marie McLemore’s novels, I highly recommend them. I hope these quotes can sway you if you are on the fence. Covers are linked to Goodreads.

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From When the Moon Was Ours:

“All these things reminded her of his moons, and his moons reminded her of all these things. He’d hung a string of them between her house and his, some as small as her cupped palms, others big enough to fill her arms. They brightened the earth and wild grass. They were tucked into trees, each giving off a ring of light just wide enough to meet the next, so she never walked in the dark.”

“People here argued about what the moon smelled like. Some said it was a crisp scent, like pressed linen or new paper. Others said no, it was sweet and alive, like night-blooming jasmine climbing on the first warm night of spring. Others swore it was new and silvery, like lemon soap. But to her, it was Sam. The metal and paper of his moons, the rosewater from his mother’s kitchen, the sharp trace of paint and turpentine she only ever picked up when she was this closed to him.”

“He was a world unmapped, a planet of valleys and vapor seas no one but he had a right to name. If he let her, she would learn the bays and oceans of him. She would know him as well as he knew the maria in the moon atlases.”

From Wild Beauty:

“Fel reached for her, so slowly she could have leaned back and stopped him. He brushed his fingers over her forehead, his thumb warm on her skin. That one point of heat spread through her face. It bloomed in each of her cheeks.”

“Her pride was so sure he could almost taste it on the air, like sugar mixed with the bite of chile powder. She was both shameless and soft, openhearted and vicious. He wondered how she remembered to be all these things at once, how there was any space left in her to lure flowers from the earth.”

“Her heart was poison. It was a close tangle of thorns. Even when it held love, that love came sharp, and she didn’t know how to offer it to anyone except with the edges out.”

“‘Everything we touch, we wreck…’

‘Then wreck me.'”

From Blanca y Roja:

“They knew my heart lived deep in my sister’s ribcage.”

“I was the girl who would never exist in a fairy tale, not just because of the brown of my body but because of my heart, neither pure enough to be good nor cruel enough to be evil. I was a girl lost in the deep narrow space between the two forms girls were allowed to take. I was both too fearful and too selfish. I loved in a way that didn’t hold steady like moonlight but flicked like candle flame.”

From Dark and Deepest Red:

“I could have blamed it on the glimmer, how I pulled him deeper into the trees, a sliver-of-moon early evening that thickened the wood and ash smell of autumn. I could have pretended it was the same swirling magic that brought us the coywolves and light-bulb fireflies.

But the truth was that, in that moment, every moment I had of us lived in the heat between my body and his.”

Are you a fan of Anna-Marie McLemore? What’s your favorite book? Any of these quotes making you want to pick up one of their books? Let me know in the comments and be sure to leave me a link to your own TTT post, so I can visit.