A man can be pulled in by beauty and not see beneath it.
The mind, and the unconscious mind in particular, is a canvas. We paint on it constantly. Art and music can add such colors, such style.
He could make her want simply by existing. There’d been no one else who could ever hold her heart with no more than a look, a word. He’d given her a life beyond survival, beyond even the badge that had been her world, and the symbol of that survival.
It stunned him how much he could want her still, baffled him that she could be blind to how helpless he was under the clawing need for her. It infuriated him that she could, simply by existing, be his weakness. ‘Hold.
I don’t know. I never looked.” “Now that hurts.” With a laugh, Louise leaned back against the counter. “You don’t even bother to look, and you end up with Roarke.” “He just got in my way. Couldn’t get around him, so I figured I might as well keep him.
Whatever she’d been, whatever she’d become, she was more because he loved her. So.
Breath is life. You are not the pebble washed to shore by the wave, but the fish that swims in the wave. Breathe in to fill, to draw in the light.
Cheating’s cheap and it’s lazy.
And we don’t hit people when they say stupid things. Because they’re allowed to, it’s not against the law. People can be as stupid as they want, and we just ignore them. We can say, ‘You’re wrong,’ or maybe, ‘You’re an idiot,’ but that’s it. We don’t hit ’em, we just ignore ’em. Right?
The surface can hide a great deal of turmoil.
It matters, Eve, that you came from monsters. Matters,” he continued, gripping her chin in his hand, “because, coming from them, you chose to make yourself into a woman who hunts the monsters. Not for vengeance, as would surely have been my choice, but for justice. I built a house. You built a hero.
For some a gift is only a symbol of their own superior position, which makes it not a gift at all.
People always think it can’t happen to them, instead of thinking it’s going to happen to somebody, why not me.” She.
You have nothing to be embarrassed about. Life would be awfully dull if we could look back without regretting at least one affair.
How do you suppose they know the sheep are virgins?
She wondered why things always took longer than you wanted them to take, unless you wanted them to take a lot longer – then they didn’t take nearly long enough. Time sucked.
Why do they stare? They’re always staring. Like dolls,” she said as they walked into the building. “Or sharks.” “I.
You’re thinking I’m not aware of the worst that could happen. I am, but I just don’t believe the worst is going to happen.
Lunatics are, unfortunately, rarely stupid.
It was orbital, it was mag, it was beyond the ult.