favorite fictional ladies | felicity worthington (gemma doyle trilogy) Felicity ignores us. She walks out toward them, an apparition in white and blue velvet, her head held high as they stare in awe at her, the goddess.
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favorite fictional ladies | felicity worthington (gemma doyle trilogy) Felicity ignores us. She walks out toward them, an apparition in white and blue velvet, her head held high as they stare in awe at her, the goddess.
What Pippa Would Wear
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gemma doyle trilogy aesthetic
like the stars chase the sun over the glowing hill, i will conquer blood is running deep some things never sleep
queen of peace by florence & the machine
favorite fictional ladies | pippa cross (gemma doyle trilogy) “Why does everyone want to own me? Why do they all want to control my life- how I look, whom I see, what I do or don’t do? Why can’t they just let me alone?”
“Where shall we go, maidens? Where shall we go? You must leave the garden. Leave it behind with a sad farewell. Down the river on the gorgon’s grace, past the clutches of the slippery, nippery nymphs. Through the golden mist of magic. Meet the folk of the fair Forest of Lights. The arrows, the arrows, you must use widely and well. But save one. Save one for me. For I shall have need of it. “Offer hope to the Untouchables, for they must have hope. Travel on, far beyond the lotus blossoms. Follow the path. Yes, stick to the path, maidens. For they can lead you astray with false promises. Beware the Poppy Warriors. The Poppy warriors steal your strength. They will gobble you up. Gobble, gobble! “Do not leave the path, for it is hard to find again once lost. And they will take the song to the rock. Do not let the song die. You must be careful with beauty. Beauty must pass. There are dark shadows of spirits. Just beyond the Borderlands, where the lone tree stands and the sky turns to blood…"
BOOKS READ IN 2015 | rebel angels by libba bray
Come awake, Tom. Fathers can willfully hurt their children. They can be addicts too weak to give up their vices, no matter the pain it causes. Mothers can turn you invisible with neglect. They can erase you with a denial, a refusal to see. Friends can deceive you. People lie. It is a cold, hard world. I do not blame Nell Hawkins for retreating from it into a madness of her own choosing.
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a great and terrible beauty by libba bray
“‘sometimes i see things, i think. out of the corner of my eye, taunting me, and then it’s gone. and dreams. such horrible dreams. what if something terrible happened to me? what if i am damaged?’ the rain is a cool kiss on my sleeve as i link my arm with hers. ‘we’re all damaged somehow.’”
endless list of favourite books ↳ gemma doyle trilogy by libba bray
No one asks how or what I am doing. They could not care less. We’re all looking glasses, we girls, existing only to reflect their images back to them as they’d like to be seen. Hollow vessels of girls to be rinsed of our own ambitions, wants, and opinions, just waiting to be filled with the cool, tepid water of gracious compliance. A fissure forms in the vessel. I’m cracking open.
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“No one asks how or what I am doing. They could not care less. We’re all looking glasses, we girls, existing only to reflect their images back to them as they’d like to be seen. Hollow vessels of girls to be rinsed of our own ambitions, wants, and opinions, just waiting to be filled with the cool, tepid water of gracious compliance. A fissure forms in the vessel. I’m cracking open.”
-Alternative book covers- A great and terrible beauty by Libba Bray
“I changed the world; the world changed me. Everything you do comes back to you. When you affect a situation, you are also affected.”
I run after her, not really giving chase. I’m running because I c a n, because I m u s t. Because I want to see how far I can go before I have to s t o p.
“I am a jumble of passions, misgivings, and wants. It seems that I am always in a state of wishing and rarely in a state of contentment.”
gemma, pippa, felicity, & ann as greek goddesses
lady hope as athena (goddess of wisdom, courage, & inspiration) lady beauty as persephone (goddess of spring & queen of the underworld) lady strength as artemis (goddess of hunting, wilderness, & wild animals) lady song as a naiad (water nymph of bodies of fresh water & streams)
We’ve the right to dream, and that, I suppose, is the magic’s greatest power: the notion that we can pick possibility from the trees like ripe fruit. We are filled with hope. Alive with transformation. We can become.
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