#lost

This last week has been a little hell for both of us simply because I didn't understand my own feelings. And because I can't understand them, I blame her for provoking in me feelings that make my world seem suddenly unsafe. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#lost #love #pain #suffering #love

Sophie was a walking truth serum. If she was touching bare skin, she could yank the truth out of you like a loose tooth. I’d spent several unpleasant hours in her company during the Council’s screening process for humans who planned to work with vampires. That’s when I learned that you don’t refer to Buffy, the Winchesters, or even the Frog Brothers from The Lost Boys in front of Council officials. They do not have a sense of humor about that sort of entertainment. ↗

— Molly Harper

#supernatural #the-lost-boys #humor

I hop onto the stage and joke-sing: 'The Phaaaanntom of the Opera is there, innnnnside your mind.' I attack the curtain with a flourish and sing on, 'Innnnside your mind. ↗

— Anne Eliot

#gray #humor #phantom-of-the-opera #humor

Wandering is better than place sometimes, than home, than destination. Sometimes she can eke out the idea that wandering is possibility, chance, serendipity--he might be there, that place she didn't think to look, hadn't worked hard enough to find.... ↗

— Michelle Latiolais

#grieving #loss #lost-love #love #mourning

Once heaven is done with grandma, we'd like her back, thanks. ↗

— Mitch Albom

#lost-loved-one #love

Ladies, no matter how hard you try, a man will never complete you. Only God can. And if you don’t know your identity in Him, you’ll be lost forever. ↗

— Deborah N. Kabwang

#identity #lost #love #lust #love

Nothing lasts forever, not even the best machines. And everything can be reused. - Hephaestus ↗

— Rick Riordan

#machines #the-lost-hero #heroes

(Jace) "Is there anything special you want to see? Paris? Budapest? The Leaning Tower of Pisa?" Only if it falls on Sebastian's head, she thought. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #jace #lol #sebastian #paris

Die! --Gleeson Hedge ↗

— Rick Riordan

#lost-hero #heroes

Everything had shattered. The fact that it was all still there — the walls and the chairs and the children’s pictures on the walls — meant nothing. Every atom of it had been blasted apart and reconstituted in an instant, and its appearance of permanence and solidity was laughable; it would dissolve at a touch, for everything was suddenly tissue-thin and friable. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#lost #mourn #mourning