And having once chosen, never to seek to return to the crossroads of that decision-for even if one chooses wrongly, the choice cannot be unmade.
Spontaneity is the province of youth
We are meant to taste of life ... and drink the cup of it to the dregs, bitter and sweet alike.
Garner knowledge, by any means possible
There are those who do not hold that there is any innate goodness to mankind. To them I say, had you lived my life, you would not believe it. I have known the depths to which mortals are capable of descending, and I have seen the heights. I have seen how kindness and compassion may grow in the unlikeliest of places, as the mountain flower forces its way through the stern rock.
When Love cast me out, it was Cruelty who took pity upon me
All paths are present, always... and we can but choose among them.
My lord. It is too much, and not enough
To my surprise, Joscelin rose. ‘Phedre-’ He began, then halted. Sitting below him, I watched him smile to himself, quiet and private. ‘Phedre yields with a willow’s grace,’ he said softly. ‘And endures with the strength of mountains. Without her, life would be calm; and yet lack all meaning.
A little truth seasons a lie like salt.
True friendship must be akin to romance, I think. only without all the anguish and anxiety.
Joscelin, is love supposed to make you feel like you’re sick and dying, and mad enough to hit someone and drunk with joy, and your heart’s a boulder n your chest trying to burst into a thousand pieces all at once?” “Mm-hmm.” He finished his ale. “That would be love.
All exiles carry a map within them that points the way homeward.
It's funny, how one can look back on a sorrow one thought one might well die of at the time, and know that one had not yet reckoned the tenth part of true grief.
There are those who are awkward in the face of sorrow, fearing to say the wrong thing; to them, I say, there is no wrong in comfort, ever. A kind word, a consoling arm ... these things are ever welcome.
I had begun to think my ripening body would wither untasted on the vine.
I can see patterns in events, and behaviors; in mathematics, I follow slower
Sidonie, I know you don't remember it, but you once promised to trust me beyond all reason. And I swear to you that all that I am, all that I possess, including this gem-stone, is yours. I need you. I can't do this alone. Forget your memories. Look into your heart. And if you can find somewhere there, some lingering spark of trust that owes naught to reason, I beg you to speak the word written here.
Well, I was living it, but a shared dream half-lived is a hollow thing
Beauty is at its most poignant when the cold hand of Death holds poised to wither it imminently.
It is not wise to meddle with D'Angelines in matters of love.
After you, it's all cheap tequila.
Like a falling star, he descended on the Tarbh Cró, a Cassiline berserker, his sword biting and slashing like a silver snake.
If I had to fall from Cassiel's grace, at least I know it took a courtesan worthy of Kings to do it.
Only insofar as you enjoy being sorry, my dear, which, while it is a considerable amount, occurs only after the fact, thus making it a singularly ineffective deterrent, yes?
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