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What happens when your god dies? Sebastian wondered. When someone is your sun and moon and stars, and then you discover something, something that reveals a hitherto unknown weakness so fundamental, so shattering that it destroys not only your trust in the other person, but your respect, too. Some people never recover from that kind of disillusionment.
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those for whom war is lucrative are rarely satiated.
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I've never attended a Quaker service before." "We believe that true religion is a personal encounter with God rather than a matter of ritual and ceremony, and that all aspects of life are sacramental. Therefore, no one day or place or activity is any more spiritual than any other. But we gather together at such times to discover in stillness a deeper sense of God's presence."
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She touched her hand to his cheek, and he turned toward her, his arms coming around her to draw her close, his cheek pressed to the side of her hair. She felt his chest lift against hers as he drew in a ragged breath and held her tight. And then he said the words she'd long thought she'd never hear. "God, how I love you, Hero. So much. So much..."
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Sometimes he wondered if most people experienced the world around them a little bit differently from their fellows, if the assumption of commonality was simply an illusion.
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She had been born with a different name, to a woman with laughing eyes and warmly whispered words of love who'd died degraded and afraid on a misty Irish morning.
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When one lived a life that was, essentially, a lie, appearances were everything.
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Life is full of scary things," he used to tell Kat. "The trick is not to let your fears get in the way of your living. Whatever else you do, Katherine, don't settle for a life half-lived."
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Do you think I don't worry about you?" "That's not--" "Not the same? Because you are a man and I am a woman?" "No. Because it's one thing for me to make the choice to put my own life in danger and something else entirely when my actions endanger someone else." She touched her fingers to his lips. "I knew what I was letting myself in for when I married you, Devlin." He smiled against her hand. "I'm not sure I did."
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How do you explain a world that gifts evil men with privilege and wealth and looks the other way while they torment and abuse the weakest members of society?
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injustice
wealth
philosophy
privilege
human-nature
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Religion is important to the order of society. It reconciles the lower classes to their lot in life and teaches them to respect their betters.
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diplomacy. A dance of shadows in the darkness.
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Lord love us, I need a drink," said Calhoun, looking faintly green around the gills as he paused on the flagway in front of the chapel to draw in a deep breath of fresh air. "I've dressed many a gentleman in my career--sober, drunk, and even dead. But I must say, this is the first time I've ever been called upon to dress one who was in bits." Monday,"
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Love. I think an angel would fear falling in love with a mortal--someone who could be theirs for only a short time and then would slip away forever." He"
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The war had taught us so many things: how to spin wool and weave cloth; how to fashion our own shoes from old saddle leather and sturdy canvas; how to plow fields and mend fences. Now it had taught us to kill, and how to protect ourselves from the consequences of those killings with a grim purposefulness that would have been unimaginable even a year before.
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Christopher didn't understand that there was a fine line between seeking death and being indifferent to its occurrence.
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