Clever as the Devil and twice as pretty.
It’s hard to come up with a scheme to thwart some other scheme you don’t even know about.
You have to write a lot. And you have to rewrite what you wrote a lot more.
Those who really love you don't mean to hurt you and if they do, you can't see it in their eyes but it hurts them too.
Changing is what people do when they have no options left.
When you don't know what you're searching for, you have to look absolutely everywhere.
The easiest lies to tell are the ones you want to be true.
Every hero is the villain of his own story.
We’re all dying, Cassel. It’s just that some of us are dying faster than others.
Ah coffee. The sweet balm by which we shall accomplish today's tasks.
It's the flaw that brings out the beauty.
Life is like licking Honey from a Thorn
We are, largely, who we remember ourselves to be
I envy what I fear and hate what I envy.
But now I wonder--what if everyone is pretty much the same and it's just a thousand small choices that add up to the person you are? No good or evil, no black and white, no inner demons or angels whispering the right answers in our ears like it's some cosmic SAT test. Just us, hour by hour, minute by minute, day by day,making the best choices we can. The thought is horrifying. If that's true, then there's no right choice. There's only choice.
If curiosity killed the cat, it was satisfaction that brought it back.
Librarians are hot. They have knowledge and power over their domain...It is no coincidence how many librarians are portrayed as having a passionate interior, hidden by a cool layer of reserve. Aren't books like that? On the shelf, their calm covers belie the intense experience of reading one. Reading inflames the soul. Now, what sort of person would be the keeper of such books?
You are the only thing I have that is neither duty nor obligation, the only thing I chose for myself. The only thing I want.
She looks honestly upset, but then, I’ve learned that I can’t read her. The problem with a really excellent liar is that you have to just assume they’re always lying.
I need you to be happy. I need one of us to be happy.
She sat in the dew-damp grass and ripped up clumps of it, tossing them in the air and feeling vaguely guilty about it. Some gnome ought to pop out of the tree and scold her for torturing the lawn.
I think Bob appreciated my outfit. He made me buy the more expensive pendant. You might think that was to my disadvantage, but I accept that status comes with a price.” “Not usually so immediately.” I shake my head. “You better not be hitting on federal agent ladies. They’ll arrest you.” His grin widens. “I like handcuffs.” I groan. “There is something seriously wrong with you.” “Nothing that a night being worked over by a hot representative of justice couldn’t fix.
Love changes us, but we change how we love too.
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air.
Clever girl. You play with fire because you want to be burnt.
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