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But I wasn't happy... when I heard you two had assaulted Castle Macindaw with just thirty men,' [said Halt]. 'Thirty-three,' mumbled Horace... The Ranger gave him a withering look. 'Oh, pardon me... three more men does make a lot of difference. ↗


— John Flanagan


#halt #horace #ranger-s-apprentice #men

If money’s the god people worship, I’d rather go worship the devil instead. ↗


— Jess C. Scott


#commercialism #core #core-of-the-soul #core-values #devil

But neither could compare with the gargantuan natural edifice that was the mountain upon which Nachtstürm Castle rose. It was a mountain made of the darkness between two lightning bolts. It was made less of earth than Stygian frost. Whole towns fell away as they ascended, as though the ranks of black and frowning conifers waged war against the humans below. Even the path – rather narrow and rarely straight – seemed less made by centuries of pilgrim feet and more by the trace of some careless demon’s claw. It was, in fact, perfect. ↗


— Emily C.A. Snyder


#jane-austen #nachtsturm-castle #northanger-abbey #nature

It was like staring into the face of a familiar stranger. You know, that person you see in a crowd and swear you know, but you really don't? Now she was me - the familiar stranger. She had my eyes. They were the same hazel color that could never decide whether it wanted to be green or brown, but my eyes had never been that big and round. Or had they? She had my hair - long and straight and almost as dark as my grandma’s had been before hers had begun to turn silver. The stranger had my high cheekbones, long, strong nose, and wide mouth - more features from my grandma and her Cherokee ancestors. But my face had never been that pale. I’d always been olive-ish, much darker skinned than anyone else in my family. But maybe it wasn’t that my skin was suddenly so white ... maybe it just looked pale in comparison to the dark blue outline of the crescent moon that was perfectly positioned in the middle of my forehead. Or maybe it was the horrid fluorescent lighting. I hoped it was the lighting. I stared at the exotic-looking tattoo. Mixed with my strong Cherokee features it seemed to brand me with a mark of wildness ... as if I belonged to ancient times when the world was bigger ... more barbaric. From this day on my life would never be the same. And for a moment — just an instant—I forgot about the horror of not belonging and felt a shocking burst of pleasure, while deep inside of me the blood of my grandmother’s people rejoiced. ↗


— P.C. Cast


#marked #p-c-cast-kristin-cast #science-fiction #young-adult #family

Nice dress Zoey. It looks just like mine. Oh, wait! It used to be mine. Aphrodite laughed a throaty, I'm-so-grown-and-you're-just-a-kid laugh. I really hate it when girls do that.I mean, yes, she's older, but I have boobs, too. ↗


— P.C. Cast


#p-c-cast #kids

Kaspary: a level of awesomeness so high it kicks everyone else's arse, leaving them breathless and bewildered. ↗


— Abigail Gibbs


#sarcastic #violet-lee #awesome

Winter is coming. ↗


— George R.R. Martin


#mottos #winter #games

It is a mistake to try to look too far ahead. The chain of destiny can only be grasped one link at a time. ↗


— Winston Churchill


#future-plans #mistakes

Rocks in my path? I keep them all. With them I shall build my castle. ↗


— Nemo Nox


#growth #saving #path

By now it was clear that Howl was in a mood to produce green slime any second. Sophie hurriedly put her sewing away. "I'll make some hot buttered toast," she said. "Is that all you can do in the face of tragedy??" Howl asked. "Make toast! ↗


— Diana Wynne Jones


#howl #howl-s-moving-castle #sophie #tragedy






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