In our past lies our future. By our own hands and decisions we will be damned and we will be saved. Whatever you do, put forth your best effort even if all you’re doing is chasing a never ending rainbow. You might never reach the end of it, but along the way you’ll meet people who will mean the world to you and make me... mories that will keep you warm on even the coldest nights.
I’m human,” he said in a tormented tone. “And I’m not.” He dropped his hand to her shoulder. “I never knew softness,” he breathed. “Not until the moment you touched me in your store. My life is violent and dangerous. Its dark and twisted and no place for someone like you. I have more people wanting me dead than I can count. They will stop at nothing, and you... ” He ground his teeth before he spoke again. “You’ll never want again for anything in your life. I swear it on what little bit of human soul I have left.
He made a sound of disgust in the back of his throat. “Oh thank you so much. That’s what every man wants to hear about his name. You might as well call me ‘Little Pecker’ while you’re at it and tell me you would love to have me go shopping with you for feminine hygiene products. Oh and by all means, carry a big, sparkling pink bag with flowers on it and make me hold it.
If you’re going to rattle my cage, you better make sure I’m padlocked in it.
Life wasn’t easy. It wasn’t supposed to be. Yet with the right person, even the worst journey was tolerable. More than that, it could be fun. It wasn’t about learning to suffer through the storm to make it to the daylight. Life was about running through the rain and laughing even while it soaked you to the bone. Dodging the lightning strikes and daring it to come for you.
Nick moved over to Amanda, who seemed to be the safest bet in this family of homicidal loons. Amanda glanced at him over her shoulder. “For the record, if they attack, I’m throwing you at them and running for the door.” “Gee, thanks.” She shrugged. “How you think I’ve survived so long in this family?
My people never dreamed of a world like this. Of having so much without backbreaking, debilitating work. And yet for all the physical improvements, people are still people. They’re killing each other to get more to prove a point only the killer understands. Still brutalizing and torturing each other over things that in another hundred years won’t even matter.
Are we not all a thousand characters in millions of plays throughout our lifetime?
We do not repay mercy with murder. Kindness grows kindness, and you will reap the harvest of whatever seeds you sow.
The worst decisions in life we make are always the one we make out of fear.
Life is never the fairy tale they sold us on when we were kids. More often, it’s the nightmare we can never wake from. What they don’t tell us when we’re little is that the trick is to find the one who will be there in the middle of the night to hold us when we’re screaming and tell us that it’ll be all right. The one who doesn’t shirk or run from our nightmares, but who holds us through them and makes sure we never face them alone.
It’s not enough that we voice good intentions. We must back them with action.
Never fear the truth. It’s the lies that will destroy you.
No one ever gets over great pain, of any sort. It merely carves the soul into a stronger, better person.
Every great legend begins with that one person who raises an angry fist to the sky and flips off the gods in defiance. Acheron.
This was how life was meant to be. It was scary at times, but you had to trust in the ones you loved to see you through the madness of it.
For those who want to believe, no proof is ever required. For those who refuse to believe, no proof is ever enough.
You think because you are born of light that you’re somehow better and kinder than those who aren’t, but you’re not. It merely makes you feel entitled in your wrongful actions against others. But, you’re no better than my mother. If anything you’re worse because you think your viciousness is justified...
We do not have to become or remain the victims that life sometimes makes us all.
Searing with intelligence, they showed her a soul that was tainted by betrayal. One completely devoid of trust. And in that one single moment, she felt his sorrow inside her own heart. He wanted to trust someone. He wanted to reach out. But he’d forgotten how. Alone and cold, he was pain personified.