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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| ad77928 | Remind me to give you a salary raise." I choked on a cough. "For what?" "For the sage counsel--and the other vital services you provide me." He winked." -- | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 9af79ed | I think I fell in love with you," Rhys murmured, stroking a finger down my arm, "the moment I realized you were cleaving those bones to make a trap for the Middengard Wyrm. Or maybe the moment you flipped me off for mocking you. It reminded me so much of Cassian. For the first time in decades, I wanted to laugh." "You fell in love with me," I said flatly, "because I reminded you of your friend?" He flicked my nose. "I fell in love with you,.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| d1f1c08 | Perhaps you should consider your difficulty in getting past Wendlyn's naval defences to be a sign that you should stop playing at being a god." "Playing?" The King smiled, his crooked teeth glowing yellow in the firelight. "I am not playing. And this is not a game." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 325eb7d | He ran a hand through his hair. "What I have to be tomorrow, who I have to become, is not....it's not something I want you to see. How I will treat you, treat others...." "The mask of the High Lord," I said quietly. "Yes." He took a seat on the bottom of the stairs. I remained in the center of the foyer as I asked carefully, "Why don't you want me to see that?" "Because you've only started looking at me like I'm not a monster, and I can't s.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 8acc155 | So is this what you do with your lives? Spare humans from the Treaty and have fine meals?" I gave a pointed glance toward Tamlin's baldric, the warrior's clothes, Lucien's sword. Lucien smirked. "We also dance with the spirits under the full moon and snatch human babes from their cradles to replace them with changelings-" | acotar feyre lucien | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 0c1ac5a | I will never stop being grateful to have you in my life, either, Feyre darling. And no matter what lies ahead"--a small, joyous smile at that--"we will face it together. Enjoy every moment of it together." | forever rhys | Sarah J. Maas | |
| ec1c142 | Even as an immortal, there was not enough time in life to waste it on hatred. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 3b6a49a | I name you Elentiya, 'Spirit That Could Not Be Broken. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 2bf01cd | I began shaking my head as if I could unsee it as Lucien and Tamlin stepped into the light. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 5f1cbbd | You dare glamour me?" he growled, his violet eyes burning as they bore into my own. Lucien just pressed me harder into the wall." | glamour lucien rhys rhysand violet-eyes | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 8e8097c | I'd forgotten that human minds are easy to shatter as eggshells," Rhysand said, and ran a finger across the base of my throat. I shuddered, my eyes burning. "Look at how delightful she is - look how she's trying not to cry out in terror. It would be quick, I promise." | feyre mind-control mind-reading rhys rhysand | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 011480c | Aedion fell to his knees in the sand as Wendlyn's armada spread before them. I promise you that no matter how far I go, no matter the cost, when you call for my aid, I will come, Aelin had told him she'd sworn to Darrow. I'm going to call in old debts and promises. To raise an army of assassins and thieves and exiles and commoners. And she had. She had meant and accomplished every word of it. Rowan counted the ships that slid over the horiz.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 8777864 | Why can't I be High Lady as well? | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| e497c6e | The king standing before them gaped as the shield of flame died out to reveal Aelin and Dorian, hand in hand, glowing like newborn gods as their magic entwined. | dorian-havilliard queen-of-shadows sarah-j-maas throne-of-glass-series | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 3bb29de | She shook off his grip. "I am what I am, and I don't particularly care what you think of me." "Well, I care what you think of me. I care enough that I stayed at this disgusting party for you. And I care enough that I'd attend a thousand more like it so I can spend a few hours with you when you aren't looking at me like I'M not worth the dirt beneath your shoes." | celaena-sardothien cute cute-moments love quarrel sam-cortland | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 01a1b7d | Lorcan rolled his eyes, and Aelin deemed that acceptance enough as she asked them all, "Did anyone bother to sleep?" Only Fenrys lifted his hand. Aedion frowned at the dark stain on the stones. "We're putting a rug over it," Aelin told him. Lysandra laughed. "Something tacky, I hope." "I'm thinking pink and purple. Embroidered with flowers. Just what Erawan would have loved." The Fae males gaped at them, Ren blinking. Elide ducked her head .. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 0e44371 | Faeries began calling foul play, demanding Tamlin be released from the curse, calling her a liar. Through the haze, I saw Rhysand crouching by Tamlin. Not to help him, but to grab the- "You are all pigs - all scheming, filthy pigs." Then Rhysand was on his feet, my bloody knife in his hands. He launched himself at Amarantha, swift as a shadow, the ash dagger aimed at her throat. She lifted a hand - not even bothering to look - and he was bl.. | feyre fight rhys rhysand | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 7ddfab7 | A hand brushed my back. Then Rhys groaned, "If we're all here, either things went very, very wrong or very right." Cassian's broken laugh cracked out of him." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| b2cba29 | one pierced moment whiter than the rest | E.E. Cummings | ||
| 1726ced | When the stakes are high, bow down low. | Beth Moore | ||
| 361afe6 | the first quality of an honest man is contempt for religion, which would have us afraid of the most natural thing in the world, which is death; and would have us hate the one beautiful thing destiny has given us, which is life. | death irreligion life religion | Umberto Eco | |
| 093c1b7 | What are friends for, if not to help bear our sins? | Nella Larsen | ||
| bc77727 | Never mind that I totally knew more about fighting vampires than my peace-loving parents. Or that Logan's girlfriend, Isabeau, had given us two full-grown, trained Rottweilers to protect us, plus the Drakes sent their human bodyguards by a couple of times a night. I named them Van Helsing and Gandhi. The dogs, not the bodyguards." "Chapter 1 Lucy, page 15" | Alyxandra Harvey | ||
| adcd59e | Don't mistake your desire to talk for their readiness to listen. Far more important | William Martin | ||
| 2dc0f74 | Our partner's sexuality does not belong to us. It isn't just for and about us, and we should not assume that it rightfully falls within our jurisdiction. | Esther Perel | ||
| 06fefca | A blade of grass is the journeywork of the stars | Walt Whitman | ||
| 938f96e | I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul, The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me, The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate | Walt Whitman | ||
| 964726f | Define better with that guy. Not all fangs and raaaaar. | Rachel Caine | ||
| fb9326d | Her eyes burned, her muscles ached, but in some strange and secret place, she was happy to finally be doing something that wasn't just protecting herself, but protecting other people, too. | Rachel Caine | ||
| 369f4e2 | And that, Claire thought, was why Morley had been right about this, even if he was a complete vampire about it. You had to save what you could. Amelie had understood that all along, Claire realized. That was why Morganville existed. Because you had to try. | Rachel Caine | ||
| 6130a9b | Shane: "Bro," he said, in an injured tone, "I had to go out with a flamethrower, and you weren't there to see it." Michael: "Pics or it didn't happen." Shane: "Dude, little busy for pics. You know, throwing flame." - Black Dawn" | Rachel Caine | ||
| fd74575 | We treat desire as a problem to be solved, address what desire is for and focus on that something and how to acquire it rather than on the nature and the sensation of desire, though often it is the desire between us and the object of desire that fills the space in between with the blue of longing. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| 26c0b20 | Potential boyfriends could not smoke Merit cigarettes, own or wear a pair of cowboy boots, or eat anything labeled either lite or heart smart. Speech was important, and disqualifying phrases included "I can't find my nipple ring" and "This one here was my first tattoo." All street names had to be said in full, meaning no "Fifty-ninth and Lex," and definitely no "Mad Ave." They couldn't drink more than I did, couldn't write poetry in noteboo.. | David Sedaris | ||
| 643bfab | but I have no mind for business and considered staying awake to be enough of an accomplishment. | inspiration lazy motivation work-ethic | David Sedaris | |
| 7d67c61 | You think he's still alive?" Royce asked, nodding his head toward Alric. "Sure," Hadrian replied without bothering to look. "He's probably sleeping. Why do you ask?" "I was just pondering something. Do you think a person could smother in a wet potato bag?" Hadrian lifted his head and looked over at the motionless prince. "I really hadn't thought about it until now." | Michael J. Sullivan | ||
| e8171d0 | So Mo began filling the silence with words. He lured them out of the pages as if they had only been waiting for his voice, words long and short, words sharp and soft, cooing, purring words. They danced through the room, painting stained glass pictures, tickling the skin. Even when Meggie nodded off she could still hear them, although Mo had closed the book long ago. Words that explained the world to her, its dark side and its light side, wo.. | Cornelia Funke | ||
| d338b86 | It just took some people a little longer than others to realize how few words they needed to get by, how much of life they could negotiate in silence. | connection life silence | Tom Perrotta | |
| bee48b9 | It's hard to explain and best thing to do is not be false. | false | Jack Kerouac | |
| 37e1e1d | But he place a gentle palm under her chin and turned her face back to him. "I'm privileged to see you like this," he said, his eyes fierce. "Wear you social mask at your balls and parties and when you visit your friends out there, but when we are alone, just the two of us in here, promise me this: that you'll show me only your real face, no matter how ugly you might think it. That's our true intimacy, not sex, but the ability to be ourselve.. | thief-of-shadows winter | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 6f7789c | Love? Sodding, bloody, tossing, bloody, sodding, bloody love? Irrelevant, superfluous, bloody, ruddy, rotten, sodding love? What ho? Wherefore? What the f*ck? Love? | fool | Christopher Moore | |
| 4ea3ef7 | Like most Beta Males, he didn't realize that being a good guy was not necessarily an attraction to women. | Christopher Moore | ||
| 9909fb4 | You lie, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kate, And bonny Kate and sometimes Kate the curst; But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom Kate of Kate Hall, my super-dainty Kate, For dainties are all Kates, and therefore, Kate, Take this of me, Kate of my consolation; Hearing thy mildness praised in every town, Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded, Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs, Myself am moved to woo thee for my wi.. | William Shakespeare | ||
| b711c15 | Many persons lead lives of crushing boredom. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| ae9f02c | I have lived for over three hundred years. In that time, the ideal of beauty has changed many times. Large breasts, small, thin, curved, tall, short, they have all been the height of beauty at one time or another. But in all that time, ma petite, I have never desired anyone the way I desire you." - Jean-Claude" | Laurell K. Hamilton |