Quotes About Realization

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

It is a condition of monsters that they do not see themselves as such.

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.

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

Ya, ya - lo calmó fingiendo compasión-. Él no se da cuenta. Forma parte de la condición de monstruo no identificarse como tal. Es como el dragón que mientras estaba agachado en una aldea devorando doncellas escuchó a los campesinos a loa campesinos gritar: "¡Un monstruo!", y se volvió para mirar.

She instinctively realized her father secretly admired the randy prince. There was nothing sexier, she later learned, than a man who dared design his own destiny and who made no apologies for chasing pleasure.

Reaching too deep into something not meant for you is full of pain. Figure out what you can have and work on that

After they had explored all the suns in the universe, and all the planets of all the suns, they realised that there was no other life in the universe, and that they were alone. And they were very happy, because then they knew it was up to them to become all the things they had imagined they would find.

After they had explored all the suns in the universe, and all the planets of all the suns, they realized that there was no other life in the universe, and that they were alone. And they were very happy, because then they knew it was up to them to become all the things they had imagined they would find.

Final Curve When you turn the corner And you run into yourself Then you know that you have turned All the corners that are left

You've always been what you are. That's not new. What you'll get used to is knowing it.

But Magnus, he thought. You never told me. Never warned me it would be like this, that I would wake up one day and realize that I was going somewhere you couldn't follow. That we are essentially not the same. There's no "till death do us apart" for those who never die.

I love you, Clary wanted to say. And, I would do it again. I would always ask for you. But those weren't the words she said. "You're not my brother," she told him, a little breathlessly, as if, having realized she hadn't yet said them, she couldn't get the words out of her mouth fast enough. "You know that, right?" Very slightly, through the grime and blood, Jace grinned. "Yes," he said. "I know that.

She realized that this scarred, sarcastic boy, was gentle with the things he loved.

At the moment, he is in shock," said Magnus. "He has believed one thing for five years, and now he has realized that all this time he has been looking at the world through a faulty mechanism - that all the things he sacrificed in the name of what he thought was good and noble have been a waste, and that he has only hurt what he he loved." "Good God," said Woolsey. "Are you quite sure you've helped him?

They belonged to each other totally, and always would, and that was that. But maybe everyone felt that way? Until the moment they realized they were just like everyone else, and everything they'd thought was real shattered apart.

I just want you to know," Alec said as he held his wrist out, "that I realize that to you vampires this feeding business sometimes equals sexy times." Simon's eyes widened. "My sister may have told me more than I wanted to know," Alec admitted. "Anyway, my point is that I am not attracted to you in the slightest.

Zara: It's just a registry... Kit: Am I the only one who's read X-Men and realizes why this is a bad idea?

What's your name, then? "Tessa looked at him in disbelief. "What's my name?" "Don't you know it?

And in some way, Clary thought, he meant it, meant his gratitude. He had long ago lost the ability to distinguish between force and cooperation, between fear and willingness, between love and torture. And with that realization came a rush of numbness—what was the point of hating Valentine for being a monster when he didn't even know he was one?

It's not the normal way to look at things but I experienced death at a really young age and because of that it's been part of my mental landscape that death is really very possible.

Actually, now that I thought about it, I couldn't place when our "bests" had been. When had either one of us been at our best? Hmm. There might be a message here somewhere. I'll let you know if I find it.

She swallowed, trying to avoid his gaze and failing miserably. When their eyes met, she felt as if the ground fell away. There was no mistaking that look in his eye. The moment of reckoning had come.

In the morning Hunter awoke to find his blue-eyes curled up against his side, only the tip of her nose and a tangle of gold hair showing above the edge of the buffalo robe. She had one hand wedged under his backside, the other insinuated between his thighs. He was tempted to wake her, just to see the look on her face when she realized how intimately she was touching him.