Jillian gave him the most dazzling smile she could muster and placed her fist to her heart. “And the daughter wed the lion king,” she said clearly.
When man thinks he knows God’s course better than God himself is when hundreds die –.
I hate cages. For most folks, they’re built from fear and they do it to themselves. Not me. Mine were forged of helplessness. Most kids’ are.
When you treated things badly, things behaved badly.
It’s hard to talk to you when I’m touching you.
Reflecting on something that hurts you only prolongs your pain, and when death is involved, the pain is often compounded by a relentless sense of guilt that attacks the moment you start to heal, as if duration of grief somehow proves the depth of your love for the person you lost.
I’m usually so excited by the life I’m living I forget to take pictures.
Devil and Angel: he, seduced by her lightness; she, tempted by his darkness. Each drawn to what they lacked.
I despised the world because I used to know who I was, and I used to be good, with no bad in me, or at least that’s what I thought and there really is a degree of bliss and charmed innocence in ignorance.
I want results and I know how to get them. He’s always telling me to ask. Tonight I’m asking.
Sometimes I think everybody else in the world knows something I don’t know. Like they’re all in on some kind of conspiracy and if I just knew that one secret thing, too, the things adults do that baffle me would make perfect sense. Other times I think I know something extra that the whole rest of the world doesn’t know and that’s why nothing they do makes sense. ‘Cause they don’t know it and all their actions stem from flawed logic. Unlike mine.
He may not have yet seduced her into his bed, but he’d succeeded in seducing her into his life in countless other ways, each an invisible, silken knot, binding her to him as he lured her deeper into his world.
When you live as long as we do, you find yourself in bed with women you watched get born. It’s weird and not at the same time.
I’d also secreted a few crosses and bottles of holy water in various nooks. Barrons would laugh at me if he knew. You might wonder if I’m expecting an army from Hell. I am.
Vows, like wishes, are dangerous things. Precision matters.
Fearless people are outsiders. The fearful have many places to belong.
Immortals. Pains in the asses, every one of them.
Dude, you are one sick feck.” “Och, Dani, my love,” he says, gliding toward the bed, “you’ve really no idea.
An event horizon is also called the point of no return. In a sense of general relativity, it’s the point at which the gravitational pull becomes so great escape is impossible. Some theorize quantum gravity effects become significant in the vicinity of such an occurrence.
Fools and the dead are not governed by logic. Survivors are.