Key of Light

Do you know what happens when you always look before you leap?" She reached out and touched his hand before hurrying toward the door. "You hardly ever make the jump.

Then I saw it, and it just grabbed me. That moment, that breath just before destiny, between innocence and power. He'll pull the sword free. You know it. And in that moment, the world changes. Camelot's born, Arthur's fate is sealed. He'll unite a people, be betrayed by a woman and a friend, and sire the man who'll kill him. In this moment, he's a boy. In the next he'll be a king.

It isn't easy looking in the mirror and accepting that you were missing some element, some thing that kept a person you wanted from loving you.

When you wait all your life for something and then you find it, it's like a miracle. All the parts inside you that've been on hold, they open up and start beating. You were okay before, you were good. You had purpose and direction and everything was just fine. But now it's more. You can't explain what the more is, but you know, if you lose it, you'll never be able to fill those empty spaces in just the same way again. Not ever. That's terrifying. I'm afraid that what's inside me is just a trick. That I'll wake up tomorrow and what's beating in here will have stopped. It'll be quiet again. I won't feel this way. I won't feel the way I've waited all my life to feel. I can stand you not loving me back. There's always hope that you will. But I don't know if I can stand not loving you. It would be like...like having something stolen from inside of me. I don't know if I can handle going back to the way I was.

What if it’s an art film with subtitles?” “Then I’ll suffer in silence.

painting, in music, in literature or theater? If so, did that make the rest of the world nothing more than the audience? Passive observers whose only contribution was applause or criticism?

- Além disso, sei tomar conta de mim. - Porque será que as mulheres dizem sempre isso depois de se meterem numa grande alhada? - Porque os homens vêm sempre atrás delas a tornar as coisas piores.

Quando uma pessoa leva a vida inteira à espera de uma coisa e depois a encontra, é como se tivesse havido um milagre. Todas as partes de nós ficam à espera, abrem-se e começam a voar. Antes podia-se estar bem, podia ser bom. Tinha-se um objetivo e um rumo e estava tudo bem. Mas depois passa a ser mais do que isso. E a pessoa não consegue explicar o que mudou, mas sabe que, se o perder, nunca mais conseguirá preencher da mesma maneira os espaços que ficaram vazios.

He preferred the term "study" to "office," as an office meant work. No way around it. In a study, you could, well, study, or nap or read, or stare into space thinking long thoughts. You could certainly work, but it wasn't a requirement.