#ash

How could I have been so blind as to want a soul? It was laughable now, to think that a soul could live inside me without being tainted by the centuries of blood and evil and death. The voices agreed, laughing at me, mocking my quest. I didn’t deserve a soul; I didn’t deserve happiness, or peace. Why should I get my happy ending, when I’d left a swath of horror and destruction behind me wherever I went? ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#deserve-happiness #death

My body is my own," I said. "I may choose to share it with someone, but it's not for sale or for hire, nor is it a reward. I'd rather starve to death than use it as such. ↗

— Erica Dakin

#fantasy #half-elves #prostitution #rin #romance

Good taste is death. Vulgarity is life. ↗

— Mary Quant

#humourous #death

What are you, Rose Hathaway? Are you real? You're a dream within a dream. I'm afraid touching you will make me wake up. You'll disappear. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#dreams