Sometimes it felt as if all happiness came at a price. You could never, ever, have perfection. Life gave you beauty so you could bear the pain.
His lashes, fluttered like butterfly wings. "I could've made you happy, dove." "You did," I whispered
It's only a sure defeat when you stop trying.
If so, I couldn't imagine how the opposite gender managed to get out of bed in the morning. They might be lovely to look at, but clear thinking wasn't their strong point.
My heart raced. He needs you, I thought. Don't let him down. I couldn't remember ever being so happy... or so scared.
What was the good of having such a fine home if you weren't willing to fight for it?
Caring too much could be dangerous; I saw that now. But the alternative was no better.
In the enclave, the strong and the physically perfect survived, but if you were strong, you protected the weak until they had an opportunity to grow into their own power.
Did he die well?" No, I thought. Nobody did. They just died.
Beautiful. And ugly. The world is always both.
Then in the interest of full honesty, I really wish you'd kiss me right now.
But courage wasn't an absence of fear; it was fighting despite the knot in your stomach.
Every army has a beginning, no matter how humble.
I so enjoy it when people assume I'm stupid." "Not that, just very focused on killing.
With my partner beside me, I fear nothing, not even death.
You can live without me." "I don't want to." I feared a love like this - that made us incomplete without each other. It was beautiful but treacherous, like snow that looked white and pure and lovely from the safety of your window, but when you stepped out to touch the softness, the cold first stole your breath, and then your will to move, until you could just lay down in it and let the numbness take you. yet I didn't want to be without him either, so I didn't chide him for the statement.
Sometimes I could almost hate you because you don't understand how much you mean to me, how dark and empty I was before. Solnyshko moyo.
Each time Stalker called you 'dove', I wanted to hit him. Because you're not a little gray bird... you're all the light in the world.
If this is the last time, let me say it so you never forget. I will always love you, Deuce. No matter where souls go, mine will be looking for you, solnyshko moyo." "No. I want a promise instead. Promise you'll fight like you never have, so when the dying stops, you'll be on your feet looking for me here." "I swear.
Because it takes more courage to heal the world's hurts than to inflict them.
Not just when its easy. All the time.
They say funerals are not for the dead but for the living. Those rites are what permit you to move on, so if you don't deal with the remains, you can never deal with the memories. That might be true; we may have walked in their dust down on Venice Minor, but it's not the same as a proper good-bye.
For peace to take hold, one person must first stop fighting.
This is the way we win over our enemies, not with bigger weapons, or faster ships, but with human courage, ingenuity, and sacrifice. Don't lose hope. We've faced the darkness before-it has nothing new to teach us. As we go about our lives, let us remember the example Dr. Navarro set for us. At the right time, anyone can be a hero.
But it was like a dance across a field strewn with razors, and I bled with every step I took.
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