It’s okay to pretend to be braver than you are.
You are my passenger, and I will be damned before I let any harm come to you.
I couldn’t bear the thought of even your face here, left alone, for only the jungle to admire.” He shook his head. “Never. I’d never allow it. The only thing is to hire an artist to turn you into a figurehead for a ship, so some part of you will always be venturing out where you belong.
Can you not see it? Can you not feel how badly I want you? I’m a selfish bastard, I’m worse then you’ll ever know, but I’ll answer to God or anyone else who tries to stand in our way so long as I know you’re safe.
See how many doors open, Alastor said, when someone with influence and ideas comes along with a key? Fortune can be hoarded, or it can be shared.
I start to wonder if maybe the things we’re so afraid they’ll do to us are the things they have to do to survive the tidal wave of hatred and fear we send coasting toward them.
You listened to music this loudly to drown out everyone and everything, letting the rhythm and beats flow around you like a shield.
Say something. Please, say anything, just don’t hide your thoughts from me.
Never. Never again would he allow any other man to define him, set his course.
You had day-of-the-week underwear growing up, didn’t you?
Like any girl, she still felt the echoes from earlier eras of repression. She’d been raised by a mother who’d fought hard to get a wage she deserved, to have access to education when she lacked every advantage, to travel on her own terms. The idea she was being asked-that she was expected to simply play along-made the blood throb in her veins. She was already in the damn stays. Wasn’t the enough?
I never would have stopped looking for you. I would have gone to the very edges of time to save you from this.
The spectrum of her emotions consisted only of calm and terror. She came back to us in full color.
A flower is no less beautiful because it does not bloom in the expected form. Because it lasts an hour, not days.
Better to risk helping someone than regret what you could have done.
There is nothing, not even a flicker of life in his face.
I love you.” It’s our beginning, our middle, and one day – please God, a long way from here – our end. And It is the truth.
We have learned that life is one journey, and the purpose is not to reach some treasure at the end of it, but to find the courage to decide which paths to take, who to travel with, and to let things fall into place as they should and will.
It wasn’t a weakness to have those thoughts, to feel that need to help another, to save lives. It made one human.
He was so busy looking for the good in people, he didn’t see the knife they’re hiding.