“Selective hearing...typical male. Maybe he was human after all...”
― Cameo Renae, quote from Hidden Wings
“completely healed. Maybe a bit of magic”
― Cameo Renae, quote from Hidden Wings
“God, wake me from this nightmare!”
― Cameo Renae, quote from Hidden Wings
“I was tested for a reason I was put on trial to see if I was worthy”
― Cameo Renae, quote from Hidden Wings
“Who cared anyway? I was going to Alaska, for heaven’s sake. I’d never heard of any hotties from Alaska. All I pictured were big, scruffy men in red flannels with plenty of facial hair.”
― Cameo Renae, quote from Hidden Wings
“earth-toned slate, and the walls were painted in a golden-brown color. Everything looked luxurious. My mother would have died if she saw this place. It looked like a palace. We walked through the hallway into a large open room, which had floors”
― Cameo Renae, quote from Hidden Wings
“No pansying out. Fight till the death, and definitely…no crying. If I should get caught and tortured… then everything I just said goes out the door.”
― Cameo Renae, quote from Hidden Wings
“he's the yin to my yang" -Emma Wise”
― Cameo Renae, quote from Hidden Wings
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“You need a load of those yellow sticky papers to tattoo no trespassing over his ass, because, seriously, I'm all out.”
― Jack L. Pyke, quote from Don't...
“I don’t know, Reeve. Because you do a lot of talking, and all I hear are mixed messages.”
“I’m unmixing them now. Listen. This is the one I want you to hear.”
― Laurelin Paige, quote from First Touch
“Are you surprised, as if it were a novelty, that after such long travel and so many changes of scene you have not been able to shake off the gloom and heaviness of your mind? You need a change of soul rather than a change of climate. [...] Do you ask why such flight does not help you? It is because you flee along with yourself. You must lay aside the burdens of the mind; until you do this, no place will satisfy you.”
― Seneca, quote from Moral Letters to Lucilius Volume 1
“Whether or not the decision was made in 2008 or in 2011, Medvedev proved to be nothing more than a pawn in Putin’s gambit to sidestep the letter of the law that limited a leader’s term. Russians”
― quote from The New Tsar: The Rise and Reign of Vladimir Putin
“Dandelion, staring into the dying embers, sat much longer, alone, quietly strumming his lute. It began with a few bars, from which an elegant, soothing melody emerged. The lyric suited the melody, and came into being simultaneously with it, the words bending into the music, becoming set in it like insects in translucent, golden lumps of amber.
The ballad told of a certain witcher and a certain poet. About how the witcher and the poet met on the seashore, among the crying of seagulls, and how they fell in love at first sight. About how beautiful and powerful was their love. About how nothing - not even death - was able to destroy that love and part them.
Dandelion knew that few would believe the story told by the ballad, but he was not concerned. He knew ballads were not written to be believed, but to move their audience.
Several years later, Dandelion could have changed the contents of the ballad and written about what had really occurred. He did not. For the true story would not have move anyone. Who would have wanted to hear that the Witcher and Little Eye parted and never, ever, saw each other again? About how four years later Little Eye died of the smallpox during an epidemic raging in Vizima? About how he, Dandelion, had carried her out in his arms between corpses being cremated on funeral pyres and buried her far from the city, in the forest, alone and peaceful, and, as she had asked, buried two things with her: her lute and her sky blue pearl. The pearl from which she was never parted.
No, Dandelion stuck with his first version. And he never sang it. Never. To no one.
Right before the dawn, while it was still dark, a hungry, vicious werewolf crept up to their camp, but saw that it was Dandelion, so he listened for a moment and then went on his way.”
― Andrzej Sapkowski, quote from Sword of Destiny
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No Talking
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