âThink of me sometimes, when the snowdrops have bloomed and the snow has melted.â
Katherine Arden, The Girl in the Tower, p. 60.
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âThink of me sometimes, when the snowdrops have bloomed and the snow has melted.â
Katherine Arden, The Girl in the Tower, p. 60.
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âDo you need help with it?â Death countered, arching a brow. âForgiving him, I mean. For what heâs done.â Fox took a moment. âNo,â he replied, surprised by how easily it left him. âI love him, Papa. I forgave him the moment he came back to me. I would love him still, even if he left me again. I would love him through several lifetimes, I think,â Fox determined, resigning himself to the truth, âand I would love him in every world, if he asked.â
Olivie Blake, Masters of Death, p. 360.
âAnd the game is what, exactly?â Fox asked. âIs it simply to win against myself?â
Death gave a reticent smile.
âIt is to win against your demons,â he said, âand therefore gain mastery of yourself.â
Olivie Blake, Masters of Death, p. 287.
âWhen you do the right thing for the wrong reason, no one praises you. When you do the wrong thing for the right reason, everyone does, even though what is right and wrong depends entirely on the story youâre living in. And no one says they need recognition or praise or love, but we all hunger for it. We all want to be specialâ.
Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth, p. 319.
âGive me knowledge of my end and the measure of my days, so I may know my frailty. My lifetime is no longer than the width of my hand. It is only a moment compared to yours.â
Deborah Harkness, A Discovery of Witches, p. 376. Emphasis in the original.
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âMy soul will go to its grave with your name echoing in my mindâ.
Kaylie Smith, Phantasma, p. 422.
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âHe fought a rush of memory, a crash of it, an axe against his heart; the things heâd tried so helplessly to bury rushing out of it in waves, in droves, in swarms. How many times had he heard Brandt Solberg say his name? How many ways? Heâd heard it low and reverent, a whisper in his ear. Heâd heard it sharp and strident, an assault on all his senses, a weapon and a blow. Heâd heard it mournful and blissful; heâd heard it heated in anger, cool in warning, warm again in the late hours of night. Heâd heard the sound of his name from Brandt Solbergâs lips so many times, in so many ways, that it almost seemed cruel to suffer it nowâ.
Olivie Blake, Masters of Death, p. 192-193.
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