Son. This was a revelation. The more she considered
Seven years of this and I'll have lost whatever edge I once had, I said. I'll have turned into one of those well-fed countrywomen who pride themselves on making better preserves then their neighbors,...
She had sacrificed her childhood to save her brothers; she loved her family above all else, and her spirits yearned to return home once more, to the wild forest and the land of mystic tales and ancien...
Cherish what you have, for in an instant it can be gone. And when it’s gone, let the memory not be a weight that drags you down, but a bright light leading you forward.
She whispered.I took a deep breath, I said, blinking back tears.
Disparate! - repliquei, e estava tão zangada com ele que o agarrei pelos ombros e lhe dei um bom abanão. - O final da história é teu, de mais ninguém. Podes fazê-lo como quiseres. Há tantos caminhos p...
This is a—a proposal of marriage? he asked me, and there was the very smallest trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth, something I had never seen before.I suppose so, I said, blushing again. And,...
This was a familiar feeling, for there were many places in the great forest where you could drink in its energy, become one with its ancient heart. When you were in trouble, you could find your way in...
Bran dissera, uma vez, que a confiança era um conceito sem qualquer significado. Mas, se não podíamos confiar, ficávamos sós, porque nem a amizade, nem a sociedade, nem a família, nem a aliança, podia...
But then, if you forget what's bad, cruel, unjust, you might not care anymore about setting things to rights. You might stop standing up against the folk who do evil deeds. And someone's got to.
But there are two sides to every fight. It starts from something small, a chance remark, a gesture made lightly. It grows from there. Both sides can be unjust. Both can be cruel.
Don't you long for something different to happen, something so exciting and new it carries you along with it like a great tide, something that lets your life blaze and burn so the whole world can see...
He would have told her—he would have said, it matters not if you are here, or there, for I see you before me every moment. I see you in the light on the water, in the swaying of the young trees in the...
This was a face such as I had never seen before, even in the most fanciful of dreams, a face that was, in its way, a work of art. For it was light and dark, night and day, this world and the Otherworl...
Human memory is a strange thing, he observed. How it comes and goes. How sometimes folk tuck the past away so deep they forget it’s there at all. The human mind is full of byways, dead ends, locked ch...
I have listened to many tales in my life, and told a few of my own. If this has taught me anything, it is that there aresome occurrences that change the course of things, that make an alteration far b...
If a man has to say trust me, Gogu conveyed, it's a sure sign you cannot. Trust him, that is. Trust is a thing you know without words.
Letters tell the truths a person will not speak. They contain the deepest of feelings, the wisest of stories. Letters are powerful. They contain messages of hope, love, change.
You may be your own best helper, if you choose the right path.
My feet will tread soft as a deer in the forest, said Conor, frowning with concentration. My mind will be clear as water from the sacred well. My heart will be strong as a great oak. My spirit will sp...
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