He was sexual in a way that made women think of deeply repressed fantasies therapists and feminists alike would cringe to hear tell of.
We do not stop. You all took the oath to come here. Hard work lies before us in breeding our new community. - Adrian
When I want to.” He ran his finger over her lips. “You don’t get a vote, honey.
My cousin fell in love with a dom, so I checked into it to see if I needed to kill him before they got married.
Americans refused to see accidents as accidental. They did not comprehend they while tragedy always exacts a formidable price, it rarely incurs a debt.
Fine, it’s decided.” Vain resumed his stride. “I’ll do all the killing, and you do all the stuff that an Avun-Riah does. Whatever the hell that is.
I don't need to see the trail to know you're at the end of it. My grandfather's compass may not work, but mine is still true.
All is forgotten in the stone halls of the dead. These are the rooms of ruin where the spiders spin and the great circuits fall quiet, one by one...
and so will the world end, I think, a victim of love rather than hate. For love's ever been the more destructive weapon, sure.
Wrong, asshole. Your body makes you male. Your brain and your heart—big and strong as ever—they make you a man.
It felt bizarre to be ignored in general, much less by an embodiment of Aidan--who used to stare at her so hard that he'd run into trees.
Roland of Gilead responded as he ever had and ever would when such useless, mystifying questions were raised: 'Ka.
What humanity wants most is crude sensation. Really? I thought what humanity wanted most was dignity.
Maybe we all have a dark place inside of us, a place where dark thoughts and darker dreams live, but it doesn't have to become who we are.
Even in the darkest and most cruel person, there is still a kernel of good. and within the most perfect champion, there is also darkness. The question is, will one give into the dark or the light?
All the characters ever written are already inside you. It's just a matter of accessing them and bringing them forward. And having no fear of the dark side.
Coming to terms with incest is not easy. Learning to be a survivor, not a victim, gives new meaning to life
The fruit of youth or of the grape, the transitory magic of the brief passage from darkness to darkness - the old illusion that truth and beauty were in some way entwined.
There's something about sitting alone in the dark that reminds you how big the world really is, and how far apart we all are.
But they can't know how the dark space inside me is growing. I lie to them. I can't get out of the dark hole. 'Peace is here' it whispers.
... because one kingdom goes to war with another, it does not mean all citizens of that kingdom agree with it. It is not always they have a choice.
