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M. K. Hobson (born January 21, 1969) is an American speculative fiction and fantasy writer.

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β€œLove. Such a lot of damn fuss.”
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β€œβ€œDon’t lie,” he said. β€œThat’s my job.””
β€œHe’s lying. I have no doubt he’s excellent at it.”
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β€œSadly, there is a fine line between patriotism and paranoia.”
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β€œThere is a difference between not understanding and being willfully obtuse.”
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β€œIt was disappointing, as if a wish she didn’t know she’d made hadn’t come true.”
β€œβ€œDignity is like morality,” Mirabilis barked. β€œToo much is as bad as too little.””
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β€œβ€œEver mind the Rule of Three...Three times what thou givest returns to thee.””
β€œIn New Bethel, we take the word serious. We whip whores, we hang thieves, and we burn sorcerers.”
β€œI’d ask you to forego the jingoistic claptrap, but it’s terrifyingly obvious you truly believe it.”
β€œYou know, there’s one thing about you that always astonishes me. The longer you talk, the wronger you get.”
β€œShe was painfully aware that doing one’s best was never assurance that it wasn’t the wrong choice anyway.”
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β€œEmily pounded on the door, assuming it would do no good, but finding the act of pounding very satisfying indeed.”
β€œSenator Stanton? The man who’s sold his own soul so many times that no one can figure out who actually owns it?”
β€œZombies are soulless creatures, and being soulless has been empirically proven to result in an unpleasant disposition.”
β€œEmily already knew there was going to be hell to pay, and she supposed there was no use allowing it to accrue interest.”
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β€œEmily stared into the middle distance, trying to ignore the fact that the men were looking at her like a cupcake on a plate.”
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β€œI don’t think that’s the answer he was looking for. It’s not the answer I was looking for. But maybe it’s the right one.”
β€œBut it was impossible to remain so long in the company of a female, even a divine one, without suffering some form of disillusionment.”
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β€œβ€œI’ll do everything I can to help, I promise.”
β€œYou always have,” Emily murmured. Except tell me the truth about anything.”
β€œβ€œWhat kind of idiot do you think I am?”
”I have no idea what kind of idiot you are,” Miss Jesczenka said. β€œThat’s why I’m asking.””
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β€œβ€œI’m sorry Mr. Stanton, really I am. I didn’t mean to miss it. Things...happened.”
β€œOh, well. Things happened. How nice to have that cleared up.””
β€œThe sight of Oakland sprawling on the horizon gave Emily’s spirits an additional boost. Oakland was by no means lovely, but it meant they were almost to San Francisco.”
β€œβ€œWas your mother furious?”
β€œShe’ll get over it,” Stanton said. β€œPerhaps not in this lifetime, but I happen to believe in reincarnation, so there’s still hope.””
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β€œBefore the sun went down again, she realized, she would be in New York. The thought sent a nervous thrill through her entire body. Her throat was tight, her heart suddenly racing.”
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About M. K. Hobson

M. K. Hobson (born January 21, 1969) is an American speculative fiction and fantasy writer.