You should tell them, Joscelin said shortly. Tell them the truth. Fear and lies fester in darkness. The truth may wound, but it cuts clean.
Yes my lord, but questions are dangerous, for they have answers
What becomes of this emotion we call envy when it is uncoupled from fear and malice? Does it remain a sin? Or is it simply an honest assessment of the human condition?
Tis a lonely business, being miserable when happiness abounds. I did my best to hide it, although the people who knew me well, knew.
There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desire
Take care of her, he bid his servants, weariness and profound satisfaction draining his voice, shrugging into silk robes, bowing in my direction. Treat her gently. They did, I trust; I don’t remember...
Our eyes met. We had so very many shared memories between us, Bao and I. Some were wonderous, and some were terrible. Some were both.
La genialità ha bisogno di un pubblico.
It went well enough at first. One need not be able to name a danger to sense and avoid it.
As much as I might wish for a reason I could understand, in my heart, and not only in the dark intuitive part of me that shuddered away from such comprehension, it would never come.
You can’t separate the means from the cause, Brigitta. In theory, perhaps, but not in practice. We are dealing in realities here.
Would that I could make of heart and soul something other than a battleground!
Without plenty, the wealthy lack compassion for the poor, hoarding without sharing. Without law, the strong bully the weak, stealing by force.
Vampire in real life aren't like the ones in the movies. They weren't going to be playing baseball in a thunderstorm.
This is the secret that none dares tell who fights for a cause. Dying, we are all alike.
There are others. There will be others. Other heroes, other heroines. Other prophecies to fulfill, other adversaries to despise. There will be stories told and forgotten, and reinvented anew until one...
The fact that he might have other things to do with his time than spend it shepherding his master's head-strong, thousand-ducat-a-night through one of the most unsavory quarters of the City never cro...
The enemy of fear is love, for it is in loving others that we set aside our own personal fears, holding their safety and well-being as our highest regard.
Talk is healing. It’s the unexamined wound that festers.
Quando l'Amore mi ha scacciata, è stata la Crudeltà ad avere pietà di me.