#ace

I wish I could hate you," he said. His voice was light, his mouth curved in an unconcerned half smile, his eyes sick with misery. "I want to hate you. I try to hate you. It would be so much easier if I did hate you. Sometimes I do hate you and then I see you and I... ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#misery

unrequitted love amuses me ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love

Why not? It's true. My best hope is to not disgrace myself and..." He hesitates. And what?" I say. I don't know how to say it exactly. Only... I want to die as myself. Does that make any sense?" he asks. I shake my head. How could he die as anyone but himself? "I don't want them to change me in there. Turn me into some kind of monster that I'm not." I bite my lip feeling inferior. While I've been ruminating on the availability of trees, Peeta has been struggling with how to maintain his identity. His purity of self. "Do you mean you won't kill anyone?" I ask. No, when the time comes, I'm sure I'll kill just like everybody else. I can't go down without a fight. Only I keep wishing I could think of a way to... to show the Capitol they don't own me. That I'm more than just a piece in their Games," says Peeta. But you're not," I say. "None of us are. That's how the Games work." Okay, but within that frame work, there's still you, there's still me," he insists. "Don't you see?" A little, Only... no offense, but who cares, Peeta?" I say. I do. I mean what else am I allowed to care about at this point?" he asks angrily. He's locked those blue eyes on mine now, demanding an answer. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#identity #change

I felt that I was not, never had been and never would be a living part of this overpoweringly solid and deeply meaningful world around me. ↗

— John Knowles

#gene #john-knowles #phineas #tree #separation

And second, keep in mind that you are a weapon. In theory, when you're done with training, you should be able to kick a hole in a wall or knock out a moose with a single punch." "I would never hit a moose," said Clary. "They're endangered. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#blood #clary-fray #demons #jace #magnus-bane

He also didn't mind Piper's using him for a pillow. She had a cute way of breathing when she slept - inhaling through the nose, exhaling with a little puff through the mouth. He was also disappointed when she woke up. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#jason-grace #piper #piper-mclean #cute

Piper gave Lit a friendly sorry-about-that smile. Even with her hair messed up and wearing two-day-old clothes, she looked extremely cute, and Jason felt a little jealous she was giving Lit that smile. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#jason-grace #lit #piper #piper-mclean #cute

Counter Girl (in candy shop): You two are cute. Seriously. How long have you been going out? Sam: Six years. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#grace-brisbane #sam-roth #sam

There it is! Done! And you didn't even have to fuck me.” He stared at me. “But you can still fuck me if you want to,” I offered. He kept staring at me. “Like now. Fucking me now would be good,” I prompted. He kept staring at me. “Hello?...Calling Kai Mason, girlfriend needs a good fucking, right...about...now.” That's when he spoke. And this is what he said. “God, I love you. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#love

When I lay these questions before God I get no answer. But a rather special sort of 'No answer.' It is not the locked door. It is more like a silent, certainly not uncompassionate, gaze. As though He shook His head not in refusal but waiving the question. Like, 'Peace, child; you don't understand. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#god #god-s-love #love #peace #prayer