I know it's not easy for you, living this life, but try to remember, always try to remember, you're not the only one with troubles.
Laini Taylor
I love bookshelves, and stacks of books, spines, typography, and the feel of pages between my fingertips. I love bookmarks, and old bindings, and stars in margins next to beautiful passages. I love exuberant underlinings that recall to me a swoon of language-love from a long-ago reading, something I hoped to remember. I love book plates, and inscriptions in gifts from loved ones, I love author signatures, and I love books sitting around reminding me of them, being present in my life, being. I love books. Not just for what they contain. I love them as objects too, as ever-present reminders of what they contain, and because they are beautiful. They are one of my favorite things in life, really at the tiptop of the list, easily my favorite inanimate things in existence, and.. I am just not cottoning on to this idea of making them.. Not exist anymore. Making them cease to take up space in the world, in my life? No, please do not take away the physical reality of my books.
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Or.. Perhaps Fate laid out your life for you like a dress on a bed, and you could either wear it or go naked.
fate
Don't I deserve to finally be free of you?
freedom
Happiness. It was the place where passion, with all its dazzle and drumbeat, met something softer: homecoming and safety and pure sunbeam comfort. It was all those things, intertwined with the heat and the thrill, and it was as bright within her as a swallowed star.
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Hope can be a powerful force. Maybe there's no actual magic in it, but when you know what you hope for most and hold it like a light within you, you can make things happen, almost like magic.
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Because hope comes from in you, and wishes are just magic.
wishes hope
You really think joy is easier to come by than pain? What have you had more of?
pain joy
life troubles
She craved a presence beside her, solid. Fingertips light at the nape of her neck and a voice meeting hers in the dark. Someone who would wait with an umbrella to walk her home in the rain, and smile like sunshine when he saw her coming. Who would dance with her on her balcony, keep his promises and know her secrets, and make a tiny world wherever he was, with just her and his arms and his whisper and her trust.
Yearning for love made her feel like a cat that was always twining around ankles, meowing
cats yearning
What can a soldier do when mercy is treason, and he is alone in it?
philosophy life war mercy
I was going to say the beginning is the good part, when it's all sparks and sparkles, before they are inevitably unmasked as assholes.
relationships
Like a magpie, I am a scavenger of shiny things: fairy tales, dead languages, weird folk beliefs, fascinating religions, and more.
writing religion
In moments Akiva was up in the ether, scarcely feeling the sting of ice crystals in the thin air. He let his glamour fall away, and his wings were like sheets of fire sweeping the black of the heavens. He moved at speed, onward toward another human city to find another doorway bitter with the devil's magic, and after that another, until all bore the black handprint.. Once all the doors were marked, the end would begin. And it would begin with fire.
apocalypse war angels
Peace is more than the absence of war. Peace is accord. Harmony.
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