“But that is the dual gift of love, isn’t it? The joy of greeting and the sorrow of good-bye.”
“If you make my children, make any child, feel bad for who they are, I will teach you why people fear mama grizzlies more than papa grizzlies.”
“It comes with being a teenager—you inspire violence in the hearts of those who love you. It mostly goes away when you hit twenty.”
“The Arabians might not suit you; they don’t suit everyone. They are like cats: vain, beautiful, and intelligent. But you deal well enough with Asil, who is also vain, beautiful, and intelligent.”
“I’ve heard that Vlad the Impaler established without a doubt that having a stick up one’s ass was detrimental to one’s health. And I am very interested in keeping you healthy.”
“His arm pulled her a little off balance, and paradoxically it steadied her at the same time. That was what Charles did to her heart, too. He knocked it off balance into what felt like the right position, a safe place that was still exciting, exhilarating, and terrifying.”
“Too much knowledge can make you paranoid all the time,”
“Love,” he said, “is always a risk, isn’t it? I’ve always thought that there were no certainties in life, but I was wrong. Love is a certainty. And love always gives more than it takes.”
“It’ll take years of therapy. Probably for all of us: a long uphill battle. But we’re still on the field fighting the good fight, battered and beaten though we are, and I understand just what a great gift that is.”
“You need to understand something," she said intently. "Charles is my husband. You can't have him. Mine. Not yours. There are lots of nice, unattachment men out there, I'm sure. Pick one of them and you might live longer." Then her body relaxed and her voice regained its usual cheeriness. "Thank you for your time, Ms. Newman.”
“Charles asked me to stay here, she said, rather than confronting Hosteen with his lie. "You aren't my Alpha-and even if you were, he can't make me do anything, either." She tappef herself in the chest with one of her needles and half sang, "Omega. Me." Dropping into her own voice she said, "As an Omega wolf, I don't have the urge to obey you. At all. Not even the tiniest bit. Don't worry, it makes the Merrick crazy too.”
“Charles se contenta de la dévisager.
- Tu le sais ça, n'est-ce pas ? La plupart des gens t'évitent, mais ceux qui sont sans défense et meurtris, c'est comme s'ils se glissaient peu à peu dans ton ombre. Là où tu ne les remarqueras pas trop... Et tu tiens les mauvaises choses à distance.
Il ne disait toujours rien. Elle boutonna son jean, puis s'avança de deux pas pour se presser contre lui.
- On le sait, lui chuchota-t-elle. Nous qui avons été blessés, on sait à quoi ressemble le mal. On sait qu'on est en sécurité avec toi.
Il ne dit rien, mais il passa les bras autour d'elle et elle sut qu'elle lui avait dit quelque chose qu'il ignorait... et que ça comptait pour lui.”
“There’s a fog of fae magic on the first floor of the house,” he told her. “Where’s Charles?” “Downstairs,” she told him. “He sent me up here to make sure nothing happened to the kids.” “There’s a pool of blood just outside the door,” he whispered, stepping aside so Anna could see it while the kids were preoccupied. “Chelsea’s blood. I can’t scent her through the stink of fae magic that is coating this house.”
“...The Arabs I rode herding cattle with your father in the fifties and sixties would do a full day’s work for twenty years, seven days a week, and retire sound.” He snorted. “The drive now is for pretty lawn ornaments. The Arabian horses were originally bred as weapons of war, and now they are artwork.”
“Yo me había dado por vencida. He perdido toda esperanza para mí. Luego te conocí. Tú me hiciste enamorarme de ti, y tú me enseñaste que había una razón para luchar. Tú tuviste la suficiente esperanza para los dos y , si no fuera por ti, yo no estaría aquí hoy".”
“Не е дяволът, който прави човека самотен, а приликата му с Бога. Пълнотата на доброто е това, което не може да излезе или не може да намери подходящото си „друго място” и предизвиква самотността”
“She did not like seeing her loved ones like this, bent over with sorrow; everything in her wanted to cry out, to thrash and scream at the sight of it. But she knew that great grief came from great love, and that their grief was an honor to her. And she did love them so very much.”
“Nearly one million people lived in Soweto. Ninety-nine point nine percent of them were black—and then there was me. I was famous in my neighborhood just because of the color of my skin. I was so unique people would give directions using me as a landmark. “The house on Makhalima Street. At the corner you’ll see a light-skinned boy. Take a right there.” Whenever”
“You boys know what tropism is, it's what makes a plant grow toward the light. Everything aspires to the light. You don't have to chase down a fly to get rid of it - you just darken the room, leave a crack of light in a window, and out he goes. Works every time. We all have that instinct, that aspiration. Science can't dim that. All science can do is turn out the false lights so the true light can get us home.”
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