Love child! What else? You will find it and lose it, again and again. And with each finding and each loss, you will become more than before. What you make of it is yours to choose.
Quando l'Amore mi ha scacciata, è stata la Crudeltà ad avere pietà di me.
There are ties that bind more complex than blood.
The keeping of secrets from adults is oft the only power a child may hope to possess.
When Love cast me out, it was Cruelty who took pity upon me
Pride, desire, compassion, cleverness, belligerence, fruitfulness, loyalty… and guilt. But above it all stands love. And if we desire to be more than human, that is the star by which we must set our s...
It's the same questions we ask of our existence, and the answer is always the same. The mystery lies not in the question nor the answer, but in the asking and answering themselves, over and over again...
In love, howsoever it is manifest, we are greater than the sum of our parts.
He paced the room like a caged tiger, splendid in his wounded anger.
So it began. It ended as it always does, with such things; he had a full pleasure-chamber and flagellary, the Duc de Morhban, and he took me there, in the cool depths of the earth beneath his castle a...
If the greatest danger one faces as a slave is displeasing one's masters, this is the second: pleasing them.
You can’t separate the means from the cause, Brigitta. In theory, perhaps, but not in practice. We are dealing in realities here.
I wanted it, I wanted it all. All the ardent beginnings and the confused between-times and the bittersweet dregs. All of the aches and sorrows, all of the soaring joys.All of it.
I cannot blame them, in truth, for desiring... But they were like children, who have only just begun to grasp the idea of a thing. And like children, they had no notion of laboring to create, but only...
You're as bad as your master, he muttered, scarce audible amid the sea-sounds. Worse. At least he didn't ply his words from a courtesan's lips.
We forgot, we made errors, argued ambiguities, and twisted meanings to suit our own ends. And in so doing, mayhap we reshaped the gods themselves. Now
I don't think, before that moment, that he truly grasped the nature of what I was. He knew, of course; had always known, and had been the one person who'd never cared for what, but only who I was. I s...
It's funny, how one can look back on a sorrow one thought one might well die of at the time, and know that one had not yet reckoned the tenth part of true grief.
I know what you are. I've always known from the beginning, Kushiel's Chosen. It is folly, to make claim on one whom the gods have marked for their own. And unlike the others, I am no fool, to grasp at...
I was not surprised. I wanted to be, but I wasn’t.
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