“More than anything, I wanted to help her write new words, on perfectly crisp, untouched paper, and to come up with a flawless title, for the perfect story.”
― Rachel Brookes, quote from Be My December
“Fear was a devastating thing. It gripped you to the point of being completely incapacitated and swallowed every rational thought that was your given right. The most frightening part of fear was that it had the potential to completely destroy you if you let it.”
― Rachel Brookes, quote from Be My December
“Eden, it would be a lie if I told you I didn’t want to kiss those perfect lips again. That’s what I am fighting with at the moment, so no I do not want you to leave. I want you to stick around so you can continue to torment me.”
― Rachel Brookes, quote from Be My December
“It was no good; I was like a charging bull, with only red in my sight. It was pretty fucking accurate, considering I was storming toward the girl in the red jacket.”
― Rachel Brookes, quote from Be My December
“Well kids, I am heading out. I have a hot date with brand new pussy tonight,” Josh announced without a care in the world.”
― Rachel Brookes, quote from Be My December
“Never be fearful of saying no to me Eden. I know there will be a time when i'll need you to say no.”
― Rachel Brookes, quote from Be My December
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“Don’t say his name. I don’t want him in here. I will cut him out.”
― Salvador Plascencia, quote from The People of Paper
“...you look out at the clear blue sky and for an instant you see that you are everything. You want to say something, but none of the words you have will stick at all; nothing will come except for a wide, wide smile that crosses all of space at time---and the moment is utterly forgotten”
― Brad Warner, quote from Hardcore Zen: Punk Rock, Monster Movies and the Truth about Reality
“Abril é o mês mais cruel, gera lilases da terra morta, mistura a memória e o desejo, mistura raízes dormentes com chuva de Primavera.”
― Julia Gregson, quote from East of the Sun
“You look different.” He said nothing, knowing that his face would appear leaner to her, his eyes perhaps taking on more of a yellow tinge in the brown depths. “You are very pale, but . . .” She was obviously trying to puzzle it out, but didn’t understand and was growing frightened and confused. “Aye, nae doubt I am pale. I lost a fair amount o’ blood,” Connall said, wishing he could ease this for her. “Aye.” She nodded slowly and tried to smile, but was having difficulty with it and he knew she could see the hunger in him. “You need food and rest to rebuild it.” “I need blood.” Eva stared at him silently, then her eyes moved back to his wound as if drawn there by some unseen force. He could tell by her expression that it was continuing to heal, growing smaller by the moment. “You heal much more quickly than we do,” she said finally. Her voice was bleak and Connall winced at the knowledge in it. We. She had finally admitted to what was staring her in the face; the supposed reaction to the sun, the rumors, his wound healing so quickly . . . The fact that Aileen aged had probably confused her, but she was seeing it now. You heal more quickly than we. We. He was not one of her kind, at least not wholly. He was different. Connall always had been, and should be used to it by now, but somehow it hurt hearing Eva say it. Her face was expressionless when she turned it back to him to ask, “Are you soulless?” Connall knew that she was making a decision in her mind, one vital to their future. He had feared this moment, but felt hope in the fact that she hadn’t simply turned away in horror. “Nay. I’m no a dead, soulless creature as the rumors proclaim,” he answered solemnly. “I’m jest different.” “But”
― Hannah Howell, quote from The Eternal Highlander
“The man who can be contented to live with a pretty and useful companion who has no mind has lost in voluptuous gratifications a taste for more refined pleasures; he has never felt the calm and refreshing satisfaction. . . .of being loved by someone who could understand him.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, quote from A Vindication of the Rights of Woman
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