Quotes from Laini Taylor

And once upon a time, survival had seemed like an end unto itself. But now... it began to feel like an expedient with no object. Survive for what?

The mind is good at hiding things, but there's something it cannot do: It can't erase. It can only conceal, and concealed things are not gone. They rot. They fester, they leak poisons. They ache and stink. They hiss like serpents in tall grass.

The happiness was there, ordinary equipment, stowed right alongside the worry and sorrow and resolve, and it didn't solve anything, but it lightened it. "Ready?

A?k için yan?p tutu?mak, kendini bileklerinin etraf?nda dolan?p sürekli miyavlayan bir kedi gibi hissetmesine neden oluyordu: Tüylerimi ok?a, benimle ilgilen, bana bak, beni sev.

No one was sleeping. The world had been stirred by a hot poker, and sparks of crazy were flying.

Existe el pasado y existe el futuro», les había dicho a sus hermanos y hermanas no hacía tanto. «El presente no es más que el breve instante que separa uno de otro.»

Det var vetskapen, som legat begravd inuti henne , som monster i en grop. Men monstren var döda och kunde inte göra någon illa. Vetskapen, däremot, kunde slita henne i stycken. I alla fall hennes förstånd (s. 241).

Unkind," said Ruza, wounded. His face crumpled. He pretended to weep. "I am fearsome," he insisted. "I am." "There, there," Lazlo consoled. "You're a very fierce warrior. Don't cry. You're terrifying." "Really?" asked Ruza in a pitiful little hopeful voice. "You're not just saying that?

Viata lunga este o povara, cand este traita in nefericire.

It was called ananke, this sensitivity to the pull of destiny.

De su hombro colgaba un portafolio de dibujo y sobre su pelo - largo, suelto y de color azul eléctrico - se había formado un encaje de copos de nieve.

To be accepted, honored, loved, like someone's child. And since they couldn't have any of it, it all took the form of spite. Anyone who has ever been excluded can understand what they felt, and no one has ever been quite so excluded as they.

Life won't just happen to you, boy," he said. "You have to happen to it. Remember: The spirit grows sluggish when you neglect the passions." "My spirit is fine." "Then you're going sadly wrong. You're young. Your spirit shouldn't be 'fine.' It should be effervescent.

I think you're a fairy tale. I think you're magical, and brave, and exquisite. And…" His voice grew bashful. Only in a dream could he be so bold and speak such words. "I hope you'll let me be in your story.

El viento transportaba recuerdos de magia, revolución y violines

Det var genom teckningen hon bearbetade saker. När de väl fästs på papper var de hennes och då kunde hon bestämma vilken makt de hade över henne (s. 109).

I've killed more stars than anyone will ever see

In one vital way, though, she was different. She would never again allow weakness or softness, fear or ineptitude to hold her frozen. She hadn't known yet what she was capable of.

Se uita in ochii ei de parca in ei erau lumi intregi , minuni si descoperiri.

It couldn't exactly be described as flying, what the two were doing. They were up even with the roofline, but they were barely moving - circling like cats, staring at each other with extraordinary intensity. The air fairly throbbed between them, and Kaz felt it like a punch in the gut. Then Karou attacked the guy, and he felt much better.

Como si aquel lugar fuera un cuento dedicado a ella.

Hieronymus Bosch

Las sombras decían la verdad

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