I do not want to pass the time. I want to grab hold of it and leave my mark upon the world.
Gemma narrating (The Sweet Far Thing)
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I do not want to pass the time. I want to grab hold of it and leave my mark upon the world.
Gemma narrating (The Sweet Far Thing)
Absence is a curious thing. When friends are absent, they seem to loom even larger, till the lack of them is all one can feel.
Gemma narrating (The Sweet Far Thing)
Such longing, as if I've found a piece of myself I never knew was missing till now.
Gemma narrating, approaching the gate to the Winterlands (The Sweet Far Thing)
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 narrating (The Sweet Far Thing)
People have a habit of inventing fictions they will believe wholeheartedly in order to ignore the truth they cannot accept.
Gemma narrating (The Sweet Far Thing)
It's as if I've inherited a skin I cannot quite fit, and so I walk about constantly pulling and tugging, pinning and pruning, trying desperately to fill it out, hoping that no one will look at me struggling and say, "That one there - she's a fraud. Look how she doesn't suit at all.
Gemma narrating (The Sweet Far Thing)
Ann blows her nose daintily into her handkerchief. "I don't understand why he had to fight. He was already in heaven." "True. But he wasn't content to serve. He wanted more." "He had all he could ask for, didn't he?" Ann asks. "Exactly," Miss Moore states. "He had to ask. He was dependent upon someone else's whim. It's a terrible thing to have no power of one's own. To be denied." Felicity and Ann flash me a glance, and I feel a surge of guilt. I have the power. They do not. Do they hate me for it?
Ann and Miss Moore (Rebel Angels)
Why is it that some secrets can drown you while some pull you close to others in a way you never want to lose?
Gemma narrating (Rebel Angels)