“Cindy came up with a glass world with a lone woman—Tori— having to navigate with bare feet. Karen came up with the idea of white. I dug it because if the woman missteps, then there is nowhere to hide all that blood on such a pretty white dress. I found that expression more in the vein of Artemis, if you're looking for an archetype. Artemis— the lone huntress, who finds other women to help her achieve what must be achieved as she tries to protect those creatures that she cares for.”

“Still staring at the woman in the mirror, I hung up the phone. She looked as if she was going to cry. I felt bad for her, that woman with the dark hair, the one who only ever wore black and white. The one who might have been pretty if she'd only take care of herself, if only she weren't smarter, if only she didn't earn more money. I felt sorry for her but envied her, too, because she, at least, could cry and I could not.”

“Nina stared at the woman who had raised her and saw the truth at last. Her mother was a lioness. A warrior. A woman who’d chosen a life of hell for herself because she wanted to give up and didn’t know how. And with that small understanding came another, bigger one. Nina suddenly saw her own life in focus. All these years, she’d been traveling the world over, looking for her own truth in other woman’s lives. But it was here all along, at home with the one woman she’s never even tried to understand. No wonder Nina had never felt finished, never wanted to publish her photographs of the woman. Her quest had always been leading up to this moment, this understanding. She’s been hiding behind the camera, looking through the glass, trying to find herself. But how could she? How could any woman know her own story until she knew her mother’s? ”

“Every woman knows that, regardless of all her other achievements, she is a failure if she is not beautiful.”

“Artemis smiled. "You have done well, my lieutenant. You have made me proud, and all those Hunters who perished in my service will never be forgotten. They will achieve Elysium, I am sure."She glared pointedly at Hades.He shrugged. "Probably."Artemis glared at him some more.Okay," Hades grumbled. "I'll streamline their application process.”

“We are coming up on the Sumerian apokalypsi–. (Artemis)I don’t think they use that word. (Kat)Who cares what word they use? End of the world is end of the world regardless of whatever term you use for it! (Artemis)”