#nights

Por que ele... Não será você? Por que não é como você? Ele vale menos, e, entretanto, gosto mais dele do que de você. ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#love #white-nights #why #love

When I first saw you when we were destined, I promised myself that I wouldn't force you to love me, but I would find a way to win you. ↗

— Andrea Cremer

#calla #nightshade #ren #love

At that moment, Robert saw James Stewart turn to him. A jolt went through him as the steward nodded. Before anyone could begin speaking again, he headed out of the crowd towards Wallace, leaving his men looking on in surprise. ‘We have chosen to elect this man as our guardian.’ Robert’s voice was harsh as he gestured to Wallace. ‘But he is still just the son of a knight.’ ‘You dare to challenge his election?’ demanded Adam. Other shouts of scorn and ire joined his. ‘On the contrary,’ answered Robert, ‘I am suggesting that a man of William Wallace’s achievements, a man who is to be sole guardian of Scotland, bears a title befitting his prowess.’ He faced the crowd. ‘I, Sir Robert Bruce, Earl of Carrick, offer William Wallace the honour of a knighthood.’ He turned to Wallace. ‘If he will bend before me. ↗

— Robyn Young

#rebellion #scotland #men

Those old hypocrites. The talk about killing witches but the Good Book’s full of magic. Turning the Nile to blood and parting the Red Sea. What’s that if it’s not good old-fashioned magic? Want a little water into wine? No trouble! How about raising the dead man Lazarus? Just say the word! ↗

— Clive Barker

#clive-barker #days-of-magic-nights-of-war #magic #religion #religion

We should go straight west. The prophecy said west." "Oh, like your tracking skills are better?" Thalia growled. Zoe stepped toward her. "You challenge my skills, you scullion? You know nothing of being a Hunter!" "Oh, scullion. You're calling me a scullion? What the heck is a scullion? ↗

— Rick Riordan

#zoe-nightshade #grace

I also hold very strong personal convictions about censorship. I don't believe in forbidden knowledge. ↗

— Andrea Cremer

#forbidden #knowledge #nightshade #censorship

I turn to see Ansel leaning against the door frame. His eyes swept over the room. "Whoa, Hurricane Naomi strikes, leaving no survivers. ↗

— Andrea Cremer

#survival

Throughout the history of the Deutschritter the German genius is very evident, romantic idealism implemented with utter ruthlessness. ↗

— Desmond Seward

#german #history #knights #monk #war

Four days will quickly steep themselves in nights; Four nights will quickly dream away the time. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#nights #passage-of-time #time #dreams

I have sleepless nights before press days. ↗

— Amanda Burton

#days #i #nights #press #sleepless