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How terrible it is to have no cares, no longings. I do not fit. I feel too deeply and want too much. As cages go, it is a gilded one, but I shall not live well in it or any cage, for that matter.
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Libba Bray |
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I refuse to let the past find me here.
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Libba Bray |
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You want to know what pain is? Try running out of Advil when you've got a Category Five period. I've had cramps that would make grown men beg for a bullet between the eyes." - Jennifer, "Beauty Queens"
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Libba Bray |
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Because you can't keep up the illusion forever," I say. "No one has that much magic."
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Libba Bray |
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I'm sorry,' he says simply. 'People make mistakes, Gemma. We take the wrong action for the right reasons, and the right action for the wrong reasons.
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Libba Bray |
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You've been assigned an identity since birth. Then you spend the rest of your life walking around in it to see if it really fits. You try on all these different selves and abandon just as many. But really it's about dismantling all that false armor, getting down to what's real.
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Libba Bray |
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f1a0b13
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Dude, this is a stoner conversation and we're not even high
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Libba Bray |
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I'm not interested in being polite. It's false.
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Libba Bray |
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I'm an oddity of one, my strangeness too complicated to explain or share.
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individuality
quirks
gemma-doyle
libba-bray
uniqueness
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Beneath the skin, there is fear. Pain. Remorse. Yearning. Desire. A fierce longing for power. All of this. We are joined. It is as if we live in the center of a great storm. Around us the world of the realms revolves like a giant kaleidoscope, images refracted again and again. So many worlds! So much to know.
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Libba Bray |
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She knew what it was to wait for someone who would never come home. She knew that grief, like a scar, faded but never really went away.
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Libba Bray |
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I can see his pain, see it in the way he runs his fingers through his hair, over and over, and I understand what it costs him to hide it all.
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Libba Bray |
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I had thought Felicity dangerous a moment ago, when she felt powerful. I was wrong. Wounded and powerless, she is more dangerous than I could imagine.
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Libba Bray |
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baad738
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The night's chilly breath tickles up my neck and finds my ear, whispering secrets only the wind knows.
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Libba Bray |
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cf9ae7a
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What do you feel? I've never been asked this question once. None of us has. We aren't supposed to feel. We're British.
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Libba Bray |
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Think: who has vans, huh? Soccer moms and serial killers.
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Libba Bray |
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I change the world, the world changes me.
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world
change
inspirational
gemma-doyle
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When she can't bring me to heal with scolding, she bends me to shape with guilt.
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women
guilt
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Because it is morning, it is morning, and there is so much to see.
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Libba Bray |
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We are all unkind from time to time. We all do things we desperately wish we could undo. Those regrets just become part of who we are, along with everything else. To spend time trying to change that, well, it's like chasing clouds.
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Libba Bray |
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A gentle breeze catches in the branches then and I hear it, soft and low, a murmured prayer--Gem-ma, Gem-ma--and then the leaves bend down and trail delicate fingers across my cold cheeks.
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kartik
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Libba Bray |
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787c113
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People always fear what they don't understand, Evangeline. History proves that.
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history
the-diviners
libba-bray
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Libba Bray |
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And now I understand that truth casts a spell of its own, one I'm not sure of how to hold on to, though I'm desperate to try.
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Libba Bray |
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All things are possible.
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Libba Bray |
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The Corporation would like to apologize for the preceding pages. Of course, it's not all right for girls to behave this way. Sexuality is not meant to be this way - an honest, consensual expression in which a girl might take an active role when she feels good and ready and not one minute before. No. Sexual desire is meant to sell soap. And cars. And beer. And religion.
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I don't care. If I like somebody, I like her, and that's that." He thumped his chest and made a scowly face. "Let 'em come for me. I will stare down the mob with their pitchforks! I will make a speech about tolerance and love. I will tell them the folly of their ways! And then I will grab your hand and run like hell because, Jesus, a mob with pitchforks?"
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Libba Bray |
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Maybe that's what real friendship is -- getting so used to people that you need to be annoyed by them.
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Libba Bray |
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If God has nothing better to do than punish schoolgirls for a bit of tomfoolery, then I've no use for God.
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Libba Bray |
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I shan't ever understand your willingness to lie down and die," Felicity bars. "If you won't at least try to fight, I have no sympathy for you."
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Libba Bray |
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There is no greater power on this earth than story.
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Libba Bray |
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People think boundaries and borders build nations. Nonsense-words do. Beliefs, declarations, constitutions-words. Stories. Myths. Lies. Promises. History
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You've influenced the world not because you wanted to hug it and cuddle it and call it sweet thing, but because one day you wanted to beat the crap out of somebody but you didn't. You made a painting instead.
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Libba Bray |
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My misery is reaching epidemic proportions.
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Libba Bray |
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The world expected girls to pluck and primp and put on heels. Meanwhile, boys dressed in rumpled T-shirts and baggy pants and misplace their combs, and yet you were suppose to fall at their feet? Unacceptable.
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true
men
world
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I've heard it said that God is in the details. It's the same with the truth. Leave out the details, the crucial heart, and you can damn someone with the bare bones of it.
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truth
gemma-doyle
libba-bray
details
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We're each of us our own chiaroscuro, our own bit of illusion trying to emerge into something solid, something real. We've got to forgive ourselves that. I must remember to forgive myself. Because there's an awful lot of gray to work with. No one can live in the light all the time.
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light
identity
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In our travels, we have come across many equations--math for understanding the universe, for making music, for mapping stars, and also for tipping, which is important. Here is our favorite equation: Us plus Them equals All of Us. It is very simple math. Try it sometime. You probably won't even need a pencil.
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Libba Bray |
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Maybe girls need an island to find themselves. Maybe they need a place where no one's is watching them so they can be who they really are
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Libba Bray |
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There are times when I wish I could go back and change the course of my life. Make different choices...But the past cannot be changed, and we carry our choices with us, forward, into the unknown. We can only move on. Do you remember that I told you that at Spence?
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Libba Bray |
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In school, they would tell you that life wouldn't come to you; you had to go out and make it your own. But when it came to love, the message for girls seemed to be this: Don't. Don't go after what you want. Wait. Wait to be chosen, as if only in the eye of another could one truly find value. The message was confusing and infuriating. It was a shell game with no actual pea under the rapidly moving cups.
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Libba Bray |
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True affection and love have a purity which shall always prevail over bigotry.
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Libba Bray |
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There were few things worse than being ordinary, in Evie's opinion. Ordinary was for suckers.
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Libba Bray |
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Around us the night creatures have their say. We are surrounded by a symphony of crickets and frogs. Neither of us feels the need to speak, and I suppose that is one of the qualities I find comforting in Kartik. We can be alone together.
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kartik
libba-bray
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Libba Bray |
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Men have feelings too, you know. You bruise the petals of my manflower.
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Libba Bray |