“She'd grown up inside books. No matter how dark life became, shutting out the hurt was as easy as opening a cover. A child of murdered parents and a failed rebellion, she'd still walked in the boots of scholars and warriors, queens and conquerors.
The heavens grant us only one life, but through books, we live a thousand.”
“If Vengeance has a mother, her name is Patience.”
“The choice between looking plain and pretty isn't really a choice at all. But any fool knows looking dangerous is preferable to both.”
“Memory is a traitor, and a liar, and a good-for-nothing thief.”
“Conquer your fear, and you can conquer the world.”
“If you can't see your chains, what use is a key?”
“The heavens grant us only one life, but through books, we live a thousand." - Godsgrave by Jay Kristoff”
“The storm begs no forgiveness of the drowned.”
“Problem with being a librarian is there's some lessons you just can't learn from books.”
“There's no softer pillow than a clear conscience.”
“No matter how dark life became, shutting out the hurt was as easy as opening a cover.”
“I'll just dance until the music stops, and see where the steps take me.”
“You can keep the glory. I'm just here for the blood.”
“That's the power of words; twenty six little letter can paint a whole universe”
“Silver at her throat. Stone at her feet. Iron in her heart.”
“...Because the voices in your head that say otherwise are just fear talking. Never listen to fear.”
“We have a saying in Vaan," Byern replied.
"In every breath, hope abides."
(...)
"Just keep breathing, little Crow.”
“We have a saying in Vaan,” Byern replied. “In every breath, hope abides.”
“But those who stand for nothing die for the same. And if you stand only for yourself, you fall alone.”
“If you can’t see your chains, what use is a key?”
“The heavens grant us only one life, but through books, we live a thousand.”
“Looking out over the mezzanine to the endless shelves below, the girl couldn’t help but smile. She’d grown up inside books. No matter how dark life became, shutting out the hurt was as easy as opening a cover. A child of murdered parents and a failed rebellion, she’d still walked in the boots of scholars and warriors, queens and conquerors.”
“fear is the only enemy in your path. Conquer your fear, and you can conquer the world.”
“Be careful what you wish for. There's always a catch.”
“A man can know his father, or his son, and there might still be nothing between them but loyalty and love and mutual incomprehension.”
“I've always believed clear-eyed sobriety was for the harder hearted.”
“His life was absurd. He went all over the world accepting all kinds of bondage and escaping. He was roped to a chair. He escaped. He was chained to a ladder. He escaped. He was handcuffed, his legs were put in irons, he was tied up in a strait jacket and put in a locked cabinet. He escaped. He escaped from bank vaults, nailed-up barrels, sewn mailbags; he escaped from a zinc-lined Knabe piano case, a giant football, a galvanized iron boiler, a rolltop desk, a sausage skin. His escapes were mystifying because he never damaged or appeared to unlock what he escaped from. The screen was pulled away and there he stood disheveled but triumphant beside the inviolate container that was supposed to have contained him. He waved to the crowd. He escaped from a sealed milk can filled with water. He escaped from a Siberian exile van. From a Chinese torture crucifix. From a Hamburg penitentiary. From an English prison ship. From a Boston jail. He was chained to automobile tires, water wheels, cannon, and he escaped. He dove manacled from a bridge into the Mississippi, the Seine, the Mersey, and came up waving. He hung upside down and strait-jacketed from cranes, biplanes and the tops of buildings. He was dropped into the ocean padlocked in a diving suit fully weighted and not connected to an air supply, and he escaped. He was buried alive in a grave and could not escape, and had to be rescued. Hurriedly, they dug him out. The earth is too heavy, he said gasping. His nails bled. Soil fell from his eyes. He was drained of color and couldn't stand. His assistant threw up. Houdini wheezed and sputtered. He coughed blood. They cleaned him off and took him back to the hotel. Today, nearly fifty years since his death, the audience for escapes is even larger.”
“At first we had so much to catch up on we were talking a hundred words a second, barely even listening to the ends of one another's sentences before moving onto the next. And there was laughing. Lots of laughing. Then the laughing stopped and there was this silence. What the hell was it?
It was like the world stopped turning in that instant. Like everyone around us had disappeared. Like everything at home was forgotten about. It was as if those few minutes on this world were created just for us and all we could do was look at each other. It was like he was seeing my face for the first time. He looked confused but kind of amused. Exactly how I felt. Because I was sitting on the grass with my best friend Alex, and that was my best friend Alex's face and nose and eyes and lips, but they seemed different. So I kissed him. I seized the moment and I kissed him,”
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