#last

This," Adrian said grandly, "is Blake Lazar." "It's nice to meet you," she said. Blake smile radiantly. "May I call you Vasilisa?" "You can call me Lissa." "You can also," added Christian, "let go of her hand now. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#christian-ozera #last-sacrifice #lissa-dragomir #vampire-academy #sacrifice

I think we got in more trouble with Aunt Tasha,ʺ said Christian. ʺShe was kind of pissed off that we didnʹt tell her what was going on. I think she probably wanted to blow up the statues herself. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#sacrifice

But once in a while . . . I don't know. I feel so close, Rose. So close to the edge. Like if I allow myself one small misstep, I'll plunge away and never come back. It's like I'll lose myself. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#adrian #hathaway #ivashkov #last #rose

I learned a long time ago that most of my family and friends had plastic hearts. Plastic hearts are made so they cannot be broken. Cracked maybe, but never broken. ↗

— Lisa De Jong

#dane-wright #plastic-hearts #family

I was in a band called the valentines and they broke up last week. ↗

— Bon Scott

#broke #called #i #last #up

You'd go to a Pakistani party and the men and women would go in at the front door and the women would go to the right and the men would go to the left, and that was the last that we'd see of them until we were coming home. ↗

— Peter Scott

#coming home #door #front #go #home

By the end of last year we solved a lot of threads, and it's really good for this new way we're taking the show to really have these new people and these new energies, frankly. ↗

— Michael Shanks

#energies #frankly #good #last #last year

I wanted to just come out and continue to improve my game, continue to improve my mental capacity to play well in tournaments. I've had a slow year compared to last year, but I've been pleased because I felt like I was getting better. ↗

— Webb Simpson

#been #better #capacity #come #compared

song of elli (old age) "What is plucked will grow again, What is slain lives on, What is stolen will remain What is gone is gone... What is sea-born dies on land, Soft is trod upon. What is given burns the hand - What is gone is gone... Here is there, and high is low; All may be undone. What is true, no two men know - What is gone is gone... Who has choices need not choose. We must, who have none. We can love but what we lose - What is gone is gone. ↗

— Peter S. Beagle

#old-age #peter-s-beagle #song-of-elli-old-age-elli-s-song #the-last-unicorn #age

May you live to be 100 and may the last voice you hear be mine. ↗

— Frank Sinatra

#last #live #may #mine #voice