Mortals can face many things, but they cannot face their true identity.
She was luminous. Her red hair had been braided a dozen ways, all swirled together in a high shaggy twist. Her eyelids were shimmering green, her lips crimson and matte. She wore black vintage ankle-high motorcycle boots. She was lethal.
Existence is never so miserable as when you have a taste of something beautiful,” Lucifer said. “It serves to remind you of everything you can never have.
Suffering is wisdom’s school teacher.
Well, now that we’ve knocked over one another’s books, isn’t the next step for our hands to accidentally touch while we’re picking them up?
Sometimes when you try not to repeat your mistakes, you forget that the original mistakes are still unfolding.
His hands grasped her waist and lifted her until she could have sworn that his feet had come off the ground, too; that they were floating up above the creek, above the trees, above the burning hillside, into the dense tangle of stars, about to kiss the moon.
The starlight, which seemed strangely bright tonight, wasn’t starlight at all. Instead, Lucifer’s demons had gathered high in the firmament above. It was their eyes that shone like stars through the wildfire smoke.
Yeah she celebrated Christmas, she’d been to church a handful of times, and even when her life made her and everyone around her miserable, she still had faith that there was someone or something up their worth believing in. That had always been enough for her.
I love you too much to say goodbye.” “It isn’t goodbye.” He gave her one last angelic kiss and embraced her so tightly she could hear his steady heartbeat, overlapping her own. “It’s until we meet again.
There is great power in words. The universe flows out of them. Use them now, please. The universe awaits.
Not belonging is the greatest gift. Always remember that.
Love is an endless drive on a winding road. You can’t see everything about another person all at once.
Don’t turn your back on what you love because you’re scared.
Nothing is real. There is only what we believe in and what we reject.
Everyone here felt like they were on the brink of something, when in fact they were only on the brink of the end.
He told Eureka the only heat to use when you loved a sauce is the softest simmer.
The sight of his face made her want to run away and straight to him, to see how intense those blue eyes could get.
I can hardly remember my bleak life before you.
But her wishes were so heavy for something so light.