If she were here I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off her. I would hold her so close she'd beg me to let her breathe. I'd kiss her so hard she'd plead for mercy. I'd unfasten her clothing and lie w...
Hope is such a tenuous quality. To feel it and then to be denied what one most longs for ... Better, surely, not to hope at all, than to open the heart to a hope that is impossible.
I told you once, said Red, that I wanted to hear your voice. I did not think the first words I would hear would be these.Those were not the first words, I whispered, fighting tears. I would not weep.
His touch warmed my whole body. I was longing to throw my arms around him and hold him close, but the magic of this moment was like a single, lovely strand of cobweb, fragile and delicate. One wrong m...
It becomes easy, Finbar said. It's in the training; the ability to see your enemy as something other than a real man. He is a lesser breed, defined by his beliefs - you learn to do with him what you w...
Some broken things you can't mend. Some you have to put together very slowly piece by fragile piece, waiting until the last bit of work is strong enough before you try the next. It takes a lot of pati...
Ana wished very much that she could discuss this with Faolan
Trust is a thing you know without words.
I saw that in him she had found her sun and moon, her stars and her dreams. Sorrow
My response came without thinking. I made a gesture that said, . And when he held out his hand to help me up the bank, I took it without flinching, as I had done once before in a torrential downpour,...
Somewhere, beneath that darkness, I had seen both strength and honor. But his words of despair mocked my efforts at healing.
It seemed to me it would be better to die standing up to a tyrant than to survive as a tool of his will.
That's what it is to be a hero, Riordan says. It's fighting on even when you're hopelessly outnumbered. It's seeing your friends dying all around you, witnessing the most shocking cruelty you could im...
Ask us for any help you need...Let us be strong for you.
Trust can be a hard lesson; hope still more difficult.
Man sets his hand to games of power and influence, he quests for far horizons and wealth beyond imagining. He thinks to own what cannot be possessed. He hews the ancient trees to broaden his grazing l...
What do you think is the best kind of story, Sibeal? Gull’s deep voice was like a soft cloak, comforting and warm. The true kind, or a tale of marvels and magic? A wonder tale can be truer than true,...
I saw that in him she had found her sun and moon, her stars and her dreams.
I had grown up. I had learned that being a woman was knowing when to stand firm and when to compromise. I had learned to laugh and weep; I had learned that I was weak as well as strong. I had learned...
Strung a small white stone with a hole in it. ‘This is more precious
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