“Though we can never be fully pure in body, we can be fully pure in heart. Half black, half white, half evil, half good, we are all the same, struggling to find our path in this seemingly never-ending chasm of darkness. And may we one day reach the light we so eagerly seek, knowing that the freedom from darkness may only come when we shine our own light upon others.”
― E.J. Squires, quote from Wraithsong
“In life, the test comes first, the lesson later.”
― E.J. Squires, quote from Wraithsong
“So many people suffer because they choose to suffer. Pain comes to us all, but suffering is a choice.”
― E.J. Squires, quote from Wraithsong
“Weak in body makes for weak in mind.”
― E.J. Squires, quote from Wraithsong
“Looks like you suck at volleyball just as much as you do at making late night phone calls.”
― E.J. Squires, quote from Wraithsong
“Looking down at my feet, he laughs a little, and then says, "Don't turn your toes outward like in ballet." I turn my toes straight forward. It feels awkward. Now make a fist and keep your hand close to your face." He shows me how. "You want your weight to be on the balls of your feet, not in your heels." "That's the only thing that comes naturally to me." I'm getting frustrated. This is hard work.”
― E.J. Squires, quote from Wraithsong
E.J. Squires
Born place: in Asker, Norway
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“You should’ve come with me. Had fun, lots of fun." The last sentence was deep with sensuality. "You don’t know what you’re missin’, Faithie."
"Then I don’t miss it, do I?" Faith whispered, and Jodie giggled.”
― Linda Howard, quote from After the Night
“Before everything, I used to do this thing when I was upset-I used to take all my feelings and push them down inside me. It was like they were garbage and I was compacting it to get more in. I felt like I could keep pushing all my feelings down into my socks and I wouldn't have to worry about them. I don't think I do that anymore.”
― Brent Runyon, quote from The Burn Journals
“Первое издание «Москва-Петушки», благо было в одном экземпляре, быстро разошлось. Я получил с тех пор много нареканий за главу «Серп и молот – Карачарово», и совершенно напрасно. Во вступлении к первому изданию я предупреждал всех девушек, что главу «Серп и молот – Карачарово» следует пропустить, не читая, поскольку за фразой «и немедленно выпил» следует полторы страницы чистейшего мата, что во всей этой главе нет ни единого цензурного слова, за исключением фразы «и немедленно выпил». Добросовестным уведомлением этим я добился того, что все читатели, особенно девушки, сразу хватались за главу «Серп и молот – Карачарово», даже не читая предыдущих глав, даже не прочитав фразы «и немедленно выпил». По этой причине я счел необходимым во втором издании выкинуть из главы «Серп и молот – Карачарово» всю бывшую там матерщину. Так будет лучше, потому что, во-первых, меня станут читать подряд, а во-вторых, не будут оскорблены.”
― Venedikt Erofeev, quote from Moscow to the End of the Line
“I do think,’ said Kitty fervently, ‘that Freddy is the most truly chivalrous person imaginable!’ Freddy’s sister, regarding her with awe, opened her mouth, shut it again, swallowed, and managed to say, though in a faint voice: ‘Do you, indeed?’ ‘Yes, and a great deal more to the purpose than all the people one was taught to revere, like Sir Lancelot, and Sir Galahad, and Young Lochinvar, and—and that kind of man! I daresay Freddy might not be a great hand at slaying dragons, but you may depend upon it none of those knight-errants would be able to rescue one from a social fix, and you must own, Meg, that one has not the smallest need of a man who can kill dragons!”
― Georgette Heyer, quote from Cotillion
“He was beautiful.
Whatever else he was, Sage was by far the most magnetic man I had ever seen. I had felt it in my dreams, and it was even more true in real life. I welcomed the chance to study him without his knowledge.
He glanced up, and I quickly closed my eyes, feigning sleep. Had he seen me? The scratching stopped. He was looking at me, I knew it. I held my breath and willed my eyes not to pop open and see if he was staring.
Finally the scratching started up again. I forced myself to slowly count to ten before I opened my eyelids the tiniest bit and peeked through my lashes.
Good-he wasn’t looking at me.
I opened my eyes a little wider. What was he doing? Moving only my eyes, I glanced down at the dirt floor in front of him…
…and saw a picture of me, fast asleep.
It was incredible. I could see his tools laid out beside the picture: rocks in several sizes and shapes, a couple of twigs…the most rudimentary materials, and yet what he was etching into the floor wouldn’t look out of place on an art gallery wall. It was beautiful…far more beautiful than I thought I actually looked in my sleep. Is that how he saw me?
Sage lifted his head again, and I shut my eyes. I imagined him studying me, taking careful note of my features and filtering them through his own senses. My heartbeat quickened, and it took all my willpower to remain still.
“You can keep pretending to be asleep if you’d like, but I don’t see a career for you as an actress,” he teased.
My eyes sprang open. Sage’s head was again bent over his etching, but a grin played on his face as he worked.
“You knew?” I asked, mortified.
Sage put a finger to his lips, glancing toward Ben. “About two minutes before you woke up, I knew,” he whispered. “Your breathing hanged.” He bent back over the drawing, then impishly asked, “Pleasant dreams?”
My heart stopped, and I felt myself blush bright crimson as I remembered our encounter in the bottom of the rowboat. I sent a quick prayer to whoever or whatever might be listening that I hadn’t re-enacted any of it in my sleep, then said as nonchalantly as possible, “I don’t know, I can’t remember what I dreamed about. Why?”
He swapped out the rock in his hand for one with a thinner edge and worked for another moment. “No reason…just heard my name.”
I hoped the dim moonlight shadowed the worst of my blush. “Your name,” I reiterated. “That’s…interesting. They say dreams sort out things that happen when we’re awake.”
“Hmm. Did you sort anything out?” he asked.
“Like I said, I can’t remember.”
I knew he didn’t believe me. Time to change the subject. I nodded to the etching. “Can I come look?”
― Hilary Duff, quote from Elixir
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