“Some would say the Creator is a lamb. Some would say he's a lion. Some would say both. The fact is, he is neither a lamb nor a lion. These are fiction. Metaphors. Yet the Creator is both a lamb and a lion. These are both truths.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“Come hither, my dear. Come hither, that I mightest protectest thou!”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“This was the Great Romance. To love at any cost.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“The point is, we were created to love beauty. We love beauty because Elyon loves beauty. We love song because Elyon loves song. We love love because Elyon loves love. And we love to be loved because Elyon loves to be loved. In all these ways we are like Elyon. In one way or another, everything we do is tied to this unfolding story of love between us and Elyon.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“Adrenaline dulls reason; panic kills it.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“How can there be love without a true choice? Would you suggest that man be stripped of the capacity to love?”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“Not evil. Not any more evil than the colored trees are good.Evil and good reside in the heart, not in trees and water.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“Not wonderful that you've forgotten, mind you. Wonderful that you have so much to discover.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“And to understand how love unfolds, you must understand how Elyon loves.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“These were his people--a strange thought. Maybe not his very own people, as in father, mother, brother, sister, but people just like him. He was lost but not so lost after all.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“The fact is not kill entire populations is able to infect entire regions of land and control the only cure.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“Because evil provides his creation with a choice,” the child said as though the concept was very simple indeed. “And because without it, there could be no love.” “Love?” Tom stopped. The boy’s hand slipped out of his. He turned, brow raised. “Love is dependent on evil?” Tom asked. “Did I say that?” A mischievous glint filled the boy’s eyes. “How can there be love without a true choice? Would you suggest that man be stripped of the capacity to love?”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“What man would not romance a woman who had invited him? And what woman would not romance a man who had chosen her? It was the nature of the Great Romance.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“Then maybe you can tell me something else. How is it that Elyon can allow evil to exist in the black forest? Why doesn’t he just destroy the Shataiki?” “Because evil provides his creation with a choice,” the child said as though the concept was very simple indeed. “And because without it, there could be no love.”
― Ted Dekker, quote from Black: The Birth of Evil
“She wondered if her father had awakened yet, if he had missed her, if Jeweltongue would tell him she was only out in the garden, if Tea-cosy's wretchedness would give them all away immediately. She wondered if she had been right to guess that her father would not mend till she left--and that he would mend when she did. Had the Beast sent his illness? Did he watch them from his palace? What a sorcerer could and could not do could never quite be relied on--not even always by the sorcerer. She could hate him--easily she could hate him--for the misery of it if he had sent it. If he kept his promises like a man, did he suppose that they mere humans as they were, would keep theirs any less? The price was high for one stolen rose, but they would pay it. If he had sent her father's illness to beat them into acquiescence, she would hate him for it.
The bitterness of her thoughts weighted her down till she had to stop walking. She looked again at the beech trees and, not waiting for a gap this time, fought her way through to the nearest and leant against it, turning her head so that her cheek was against the bark. The Beast is a Beast, even if he keeps his promises; how could she guess how a Beast thinkds, especially one who is so great a sorcere? It was foolish to talk of hating him--foolish and wasteful. What had happened had happened, like anything else might happen, like a bit of paper giving you a new home when you had none finding its way into your hand, like a company of the ugliest, worst-tempered plants you'd ever seen opening their flowers and becoming rose-bushes, the most beautiful, lovable plants you've ever seen. Perhaps it was the Beast's near presence that made her own roses grow. Did she not owe him something for that if that were the case? It was a curious thing, she thought sadly, how one is no longer satisfied with what one was or had if one has discovered something better. She could not now happily live without roses, although she had never seen a rose before three years ago.”
― Robin McKinley, quote from Rose Daughter
“I’m already in the late stages of advanced detachment where my mother is concerned. With a little practice I could feel that way about everyone.”
― quote from Alice, I Think
“The secret language of statistics, so appealing in a fact-minded culture, is employed to sensationalize, inflate, confuse, and oversimplify.”
― quote from How to Lie with Statistics
“You aren't in love with me."
She blinked. "I'm not?"
"No," he said emphatically. "You just think you are. You're confused," he explained...
She knew where he was headed. "I see."
"Transference."
"I'm sorry?"
"It's called transference. It's kind of like a patient falling in love with a doctor. It's not real," he stressed.
"That's what I'm suffering from?"
"Not suffering, honey," he said. "But I do think you've confused gratitude for love."
She pretended to ponder the possibility for a long minute and then said, "I believe you might be right."
"You do?" He sounded a little stunned.
"Yes, I do." She said more forcefully.
He wanted confirmation. "So you realize you don't love me."
"That's exactly what I realize," she told him. "It's that transference thing all right. I was confused, but I am not any longer. Thank you for clearing it up for me."
He shot her a hasty glance. "That was pretty damn quick wasn't it?"
"When you're right, you're right."
"That's it?" He was suddenly furious with her and didn't care that it showed. Damn it, she had told him she loved him, and after a one-minute argument, she caved. What the hell kind of love was that? "That's all you have to say?"
"No, actually there is just one more thing I'd like to mention."
"Yeah? What's that?"
"You're an idiot.”
― Julie Garwood, quote from Heartbreaker
“There's an old Sysan saying that the soup of life is salty enough without adding tears to it.”
― Iain M. Banks, quote from Look to Windward
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