Nothing like truth to leaven a good lie.
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.
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...
The enemy of fear is not courage, Jahno translated for her. 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 h...
Never before had I used my service to escape any woes that troubled me, but I did that day.
There is as much deception in noise as there is in silence
Super-size emotions had saved me. God knows, I’d spent enough time wrestling with them, but I’d never thought before about how much of what animates us as human beings—or semi-human beings—depends on...
Poetry glories in excess. When it's not extolling the virtues of austerity.
I aspire to wisdom, my lady. I do not believe I possess it, not yet. But my lord Ptolemy Solon holds that happiness is the highest form of wisdom. I made a broad gesture. Today the sun is shining and...
Whip us 'till we're on the floor, we'll turn around and ask for more, we're Phèdre's Boys!We like to hurt, we like to bleed, daily floggings do we need, we're Phèdre's Boys!
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...
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 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.
You should not be here, the forest whispered behind us. You do not belong here.
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...
Thou art the shoals on which Caliban wilt dash his heart to pieces.
It is a dangerous thing to bring a dream to life....I have watched my deepest, dearest hopes take shape, and I am not entirely sure I like the shape they have taken.
It is not wise to meddle with D'Angelines in matters of love.
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.
When Love cast me out, it was Cruelty who took pity upon me
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