#loo

Knowing Lissa missed me hurt almost more than if she'd completely written me off. I'd never wanted to hurt her. Even when I'd resented her for feeling like she was controlling my life, I'd never hated her. I loved her like a sister and couldn't stand the thought of her suffering now on my behalf. How had things gotten so screwed up between us? ↗

— Richelle Mead

#life

You are my life, but you are not my purpose. ↗

— Nina Malkin

#life

Why did the Lord Master take one look at you and leave? What are you, Barrons?” “The one who will never let you die, and that’s more, Ms. Lane, than anyone in your life has ever been able to say to you. More than anyone else can do. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#jericho-barrons #life

We must not be defined by what we do, but we must be what and who we are, then only happen to do what we do! ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#inspirational-outlook #inspirational-quotes #jobs #know-thyself #lot-in-life

In the vast reaches of the dry, cold night, thousands of stars were constantly appearing, and their sparkling icicles, loosened at once, began to slip gradually toward the horizon. ↗

— Albert Camus

#look-up-and-enjoy-life #perspective #relax #life

... If the dead can come back to this earth and move unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the garish day and in the darkest night—amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours—always, always; and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath; or if the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by. ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#always #arbell #around #breath #breeze

I will come,' the priest answered, 'for I have read in old books of these strange beings which are neither quick nor dead, and which lie ever fresh in their graves, stealing out in the dusk to taste life and blood. ↗

— F. Marion Crawford

#horror #vampires #life

All civilizations at some time have fallen into this total terror, when the mystery of life was a kind of panic only to be assuaged by the spilling of blood. ↗

— Laurie Lee

#civilization #life #panic #religion #sacrifice

But when I touch you, your aura … it smolders. The colors deepen, it burns more intensely, the purple increases. Why? Why, Sydney?” He used that hand to pull me closer. “Why do you react that way if I don’t mean anything to you?” There was a desperation in his voice, and it was legitimate. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#aura #bloodlines #cute #love #richelle-mead

I’m not a warrior or a goddess,” I said at last. Adrian leaned closer. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re both. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#adrian-ivashkov #bloodlines #couple #cute #love