#trilogy

I should not have loved my daughter as I did. Not in this world in which nothing lives for long. You children are flies. You are roses. You multiply and die. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#fever #lauren-destefano #love

I can see time," whispered Mogget, so softly that his words were lost. ↗

— Garth Nix

#fantasy #young-adult #young-adult

I have yet to face Writer's Block and I don't believe I ever will. It is much more difficult for me to shut my imagination down to get a good nights sleep than it is to prod it to life. ↗

— Kenneth J. Ester

#fantasy #fiction #warriors #imagination

Love couldn’t be moved by circumstance, poor choices, or even blatant lies—skewed and damaged, yes, but the heart couldn’t deny what it wanted most once the desire was planted. Whether in bliss or affliction, love owned you all the same. ↗

— Rachael Wade

#destiny #eternal-love #gavin-devereaux #love #resistance-trilogy

His failure hurt too badly for that. It was a bad equation. Best erase it and try a new one. If adults could put aside their obsessions with such firmness, the world would undoubtedly be a better place. Robertson Davies does not say that in his Deptford Trilogy ... but he strongly hints at it. ↗

— Stephen King

#robertson-davies #new-adult

If she would just let herself go I would be there to catch her if she fell but she wasn't ready to take that step yet." Ethan Sterling in Private Emotions ↗

— Elize Amornette

#books-romance #elize-amornette #elize-amornette-author #love-story #private-emotions-trilogy

According to some, heroic deaths are admirable things. I've never been convinced by this argument, mainly because, no matter how cool, stylish, composed, unflappable, manly, or defiant you are, at the end of the day you're also dead. Which is a little too permanent for my liking. ↗

— Jonathan Stroud

#bartimaeus-trilogy #jonathan-stroud #death

...that heaven might be no further afield than the hearts of those people who remember us with love. ↗

— Ari Berk

#the-undertaken-trilogy #death

But Hazael only said, "I brought you a present." Liraz took the flower, looked at it, and then a Hazael, expressionless. And then she ate it. She chewed the flower and swallowed it. "Hmm," said Hazael. "Not the usual response." "Oh, do you give flowers often?" "Yes," he said. He probably did. Hazael had a way of enjoying life in spite of the many restrictions they lived under, being soldiers, and worse, being Misbegotten. "I hope it wasn't poisonous," he said lightly. Liraz just shrugged. "There are worse ways to die. ↗

— Laini Taylor

#death #flower #hazael #humor #laini-taylor

We are as we are. How can you claim to know what life I was meant to lead, let alone threaten to force me into it? All your quibbling is nonsense. As well forbid your nose to snuff, or your ears to hear. We are as we do. ↗

— Robin Hobb

#inspirational #life #nighteyes #robin-hobb #royal-assassin