Quotes About Discovery

And… it's like all my life I've been this tower standing at the edge of the ocean for some obscure purpose, and only now, almost eighteen years in, has someone thought to flip the switch that reveals that I'm not a tower at all. I'm a lighthouse.

On Monday, there was a new boy at Kizzy's school. "Yum," said Evie weakly. "Be praised, O Lords of boy flesh. We thank thee for they bounty," whispered Cactus. "Amen," said Kizzy, staring.

the simplicity of it filled her with warmth. They had looked for her, and found her; she wasn't alone, after all.

Había descubierto que la clemencia era capaz de una alquimia increíble: una sola gota podía diluir un lago de odio.

Once you know magic is real, it's really hard to remember what it was like not to know.

De Chicago a Nueva York, de Londres a Pekín, de los dioramas de vida animal de los museos, de las fauces congeladas en un gruñido de leones y perros salvajes, de las mandíbulas de dragones de Komodo, pitones reales y lobos árticos disecados, la muchacha, el fantasma… estaba robando dientes.

I didn't even know my face could do this. It's like there were hidden zippers in my cheeks. Jesus. This must be what feelings are. This is why people write poems! I get it now. I get it, and I want more.

Our eyes meet. And…it's like all my life I've been this tower standing at the edge of the ocean for some obscure purpose, and only now, almost eighteen years in, has someone thought to flip the switch that reveals that I'm not a tower at all. I'm a lighthouse. It's like waking up. I am incandescent.

They marked his first consideration that there might be other ways of living than the one he knew. Better, sweeter ways.

What's a horizon?" Lazlo asked, straight-faced. "Is it like the end of an aisle of books?

And so this paradise was like a jewel box without a jewel. There it lay, day after day..., and waited for lovers to find it and fill it with their happiness

Well. We are all children in the dark, here in Weep.

She'd hit the stony bottom of her own shallow depths.

What happened fifteen years ago? What power could erase a name from the minds of the world? Lazlo wanted to go and find out. That was his dream, daring and magnificent: to go there, half across the world, and solve the mysteries for himself. It was impossible, of course. But when did that ever stop any dreamer from dreaming?

Det som göms i snö kommer upp i tö (s. 325, ett svenskt ordspråk av okänt ursprung).

Karou? Akita conocía esa palabra. Significaba <>

Still, feeling deeply that his filth was as unforgivable imposition, he'd chosen to bathe first, and thus had he discovered, at the age of twenty, the incomparable pleasure of submergence in hot water. Who knew?

He learned to coax Brother Cyrus into that place of reverie, and he collected the stories like treasure. Lazlo owned nothing, not one single thing, but from the first, the stories felt like his own hoard of gold.

It's like all my life I've been this tower standing on the edge of the ocean for some obscure purpose, and only now ,almost 18 years in, has someone thought to flip the switch and reveal that I am not a tower at all. I am a lighthouse. It's like waking up. I am incandescent. I never knew I could admit heat and light.

A different sort of life, she thought, and the words became a mantra to the melody of the Emberlin. A different sort of life, a different sort of life. Where

Sé un zamurai. Porque nunca sabes lo que te vas a encontrar al otro lado del maldito cielo

No sabía lo de los cuellos —susurró Sarai entre besos rápidos y ardientes. —Ni yo —dijo Lazlo sin aliento. —O las orejas. —Ya sé. ¿Quién habría pensado en las orejas?

You can't know. You can't know until you know

Lazlo looked to the Cusp, subtle in the starlight. The mysteries of Weep had been music to his blood for as long as he could remember. This time tomorrow, they would be mysteries no longer.