“Even when we're apart, we'll be looking at the same sky!”
― L.J. Smith, quote from Daughters of Darkness
“Jeremy: "Who did it? Wait-you think I did. Don't you?"
Ash: "It did cross our minds at one point. Actually, it seemed to keep crossing them. Back and forth. Maybe we should put in a crosswalk.”
― L.J. Smith, quote from Daughters of Darkness
“I don't need to kill goats to say things. I CAN talk.”
― L.J. Smith, quote from Daughters of Darkness
“The thing is- and I know this is going to sound strange-that I seem to love you sort of desperately”
― L.J. Smith, quote from Daughters of Darkness
“QUINN; You always look after Number One, don't you?
ASH; Doesn't everybody?
”
― L.J. Smith, quote from Daughters of Darkness
“Ash held one finger up. "OK. Now listen-"
Mary-Lynnette kicked him in the shins. She knew it was inapporopriate, she knew it was uncalled-for, but she couldn't stop herself. She just had to.
"Oh, for God's sake," Ash said, hopping backward. "Are you crazy?”
― L.J. Smith, quote from Daughters of Darkness
“Ash stripped some of the papery purple bark off his yew stick. "And, you see, it's difficult because what I've always thought about humans-what I was always raised to think…"
"I know what you've always thought," Mary-Lynnette said sharply. Thinking, vermin.
But," Ash continued doggedly, "the thing is-and I know this is going to sound strange-that I seem to love you sort of desperately.”
― L.J. Smith, quote from Daughters of Darkness
“Look, I'll fight, too. What do you think it is? Bear, coyote...?"
"My brother."
"Your..." Dismay pooled in Mark. She'd just stepped over the line of acceptable craziness. "Oh.”
― L.J. Smith, quote from Daughters of Darkness
“I would have understood if they had killed him.”
― L.J. Smith, quote from Daughters of Darkness
“She had the feeling that she would be different from now on, that she could never go back and be the same person she had been.
So who am I now?
Somebody fierce, I think.
Somebody who’d enjoy running through the darkness, underneath stars bright as miniature suns, and maybe even hunt deer.
Somebody who can laugh and death”
― L.J. Smith, quote from Daughters of Darkness
“Like what she felt when she looked at the Lagoon Nebula.
Or imagined galaxies gathered into dusters and superclusters, bigger and bigger, until size lost any meaning and she felt herself falling.
She was falling now.
She couldn't see anything except his eyes.
And those eyes were strange, prismlike, changing colour like a star seen through heavy atmosphere.
Now blue, now gold, now violet.
Oh, take this away.
Please, I don't want it.”
― L.J. Smith, quote from Daughters of Darkness
“The thing is and I know this is going to sound strange- that I seem to love you sort of desperately.”
― L.J. Smith, quote from Daughters of Darkness
“Warmth.
Well-being.
And a taste not like copper, but like something rich and strange.
Later, she'd always grope for ways to describe it, but she could only think of things like: well a little bit like the way vanilla bean smells, and a little bit like the way silk feels, and a little bit like the way a waterfall looks.”
― L.J. Smith, quote from Daughters of Darkness
“Before you're allowed to own a .44, your IQ should be higher than .44.”
― Quentin R. Bufogle, quote from Horse Latitudes
“You're brooding, Leonard, my friend. What's the problem?"
"I blew it with Fitzgerald."
"I don't think you're giving yourself enough credit. It was more like a nuclear disaster.”
― Joe R. Lansdale, quote from Mucho Mojo
“There is something electrifying about individuals with adventuresome spirits. They see life through a different lens. They almost emit electricity because nothing about them is dull or uninteresting or unplugged.”
― quote from I Married Adventure
“Let us narrow the arguments down further. In certain respects, the theme of supplementarity is certainly no more than one theme among others. It is in a chain, carried by it. Perhaps one could substitute something else for it. But it happens that this theme describes the chain itself, the being-chain of a textual chain, the structure of substitution, the articulation of desire and of language, the logic of all conceptual oppositions taken over by Rousseau…It tells us in a text what a text is, it tells us in writing what writing it, in Rousseau’s writing it tells us Jean-Jacque’s desire etc…the concept of the supplement and the theory of writing designate textuality itself in Rousseau’s text in an indefinitely multiplied structure—en abyme.”
― Jacques Derrida, quote from Of Grammatology
“Would it trouble you if I remained?”
“No,” she replied, around a mouthful of chicken.
He took his accustomed seat to her left, but said nothing.
“Do you want any of this?”
“No,” he answered gravely. “I do not normally eat this mortal fare.”
“You should try it.” She stopped, trying to remember if she had ever seen the Lady of Elliath eat anything. Her memory wasn’t up to it. She doubted if anyone’s was—with the possible exception of Latham or Belfas.
Stefanos watched as the fork fell slowly away from her mouth. He saw her face lengthen and felt his hand clenching once again into a fist. This time he felt he knew what he had done.
“Sarillorn,” he said, almost quickly, “if you wish, I will try what you are eating.”
She started and then looked up. “Pardon?”
“I will have some—chicken?”
The plate stared up at her as if it had become a living entity. Very slowly she cut a piece of her dinner and handed him her fork. Her hands were trembling.
He looked at it, his expression no less grave than it was when he asked if he might remain each evening. Then he took it and raised it to his mouth.
Erin watched as he chewed, each movement precise and almost meticulously timed. She counted to five and then watched him swallow.
He turned to meet her wide stare.
“It is—interesting,” he said, still grave. “Perhaps I will join you in more of this—” He gave a controlled gesture. “—at another time.”
Erin laughed.
The sound seemed to come from everywhere, enclosing him as her light had once done.
“You, you’re the most powerful force the Enemy has—and you’ve never lifted a fork!”
He was torn then, torn between pleasure at this strange laugh and anger at being the cause of it. No mortal had ever laughed at him before.
But unlike other laughter, this held a sense of wonder in it. It puzzled him; he listened.
“Tomorrow,” Erin said, a smile lingering, “we can try vegetables.”
She began to laugh anew, but he did not ask why.”
― Michelle Sagara West, quote from Into the Dark Lands
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