Maxine,” Grant said, but I barely heard him. I was lost in that vision, in those emotions—the pain, and hunger for pain, forming the root of so much
agonized rage.
“ ‘Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate,’” I muttered.
“Yoda, from Star Wars?”
“ ‘Hate leads to suffering.’” I met his gaze. “Yoda knows his shit, man.”
Grant’s mouth crooked in a gentle smile.

Author: Marjorie M. Liu

Maxine,” Grant said, but I barely heard him. I was lost in that vision, in those emotions—the pain, and hunger for pain, forming the root of so much<br />agonized rage.<br />“ ‘Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate,’” I muttered.<br />“Yoda, from Star Wars?”<br />“ ‘Hate leads to suffering.’” I met his gaze. “Yoda knows his shit, man.”<br />Grant’s mouth crooked in a gentle smile. - Marjorie M. Liu


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