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.
Clearly, Im drawn to characters with inner conflicts.
Your dreaming self seeks to tell you something your waking ears will not hear
There's more to clothing than just adornment. It does more than merely change how the world perceives us. It changes how we perceive ourselves.
That which yields is not always weak.
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
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.
Garner knowledge, by any means possible
All paths are present, always... and we can but choose among them.
My lord. It is too much, and not enough
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.
True friendship must be akin to romance, I think. only without all the anguish and anxiety.
All exiles carry a map within them that points the way homeward.
A little truth seasons a lie like salt.
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.
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
Well, I was living it, but a shared dream half-lived is a hollow thing
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.
It is not everyday that one learns an entire militia has sworn unbeknownest to obey you
A nervous silence loosens tongues
Genius requires an audience.
It is a comfort, in anguish, to be reminded of the scale of one's own troubles against the mighty breadth of the world.
There is no folly like the folly of the wise.
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