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By Anonym 14 Sep

Jackson Pearce

My sister has the heart of an artist with a hatchet and an eye patch. And I, we both now know, have a heart that is undeniably, irreparably different.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jackson Pearce

what did you think would happen—best case? She’ll forget about you when you return to Caliban, you know that. Or do you think she won’t wish, that you can stay here with her? That for the rest of her life, she’ll put you above getting whatever she wishes for? Even better—that for the rest of her life, she won’t slip up and say something like ‘I wish it would stop raining’? You can’t win this. In the end, you’ll be in Caliban. She’ll forget you. And whatever ‘friendship’ you think you have will be gone. Relationships are not for immortals. A bird and a fish may long for each other, but where could they live?

By Anonym 20 Sep

Jackson Pearce

When we were little, Scarlett and I were utterly convinced that we'd originally been one person in our mother's belly. We believed that somehow, half of us wanted to be born and half wanted to stay. So our heart had to be broken in two so that Scarlett could be born first, and then I finally braved the outside world a few years later. It made sense, in our pig-tailed heads--it explained why, when we ran through grass or danced or spun in circle long enough, we would lose track of who was who and it started to feel as if there were some organic, elegant link between us, our single heart holding the same tempo and pumping the same blood. That was before the attack, though. Now our hearts link only when we're hunting, when Scarlett looks at me with a sort of beautiful excitement that's more powerful than her scars and then tears after a Fenris as though her life depends on its death. I follow, always, because it's the only time when our hearts beat in perfect harmony, the only time when I'm certain, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that we are one person broken in two.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jackson Pearce

The cruelest thing, hope, the way it strings you along, the way it makes you believe.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jackson Pearce

How could I possibly try to pretend the sunlight doesn’t exist, now that it’s taken so much of me?

By Anonym 18 Sep

Jackson Pearce

Si quieres que tus deseos duren, tienes que pedir algo que te haga feliz y no la felicidad.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Jackson Pearce

Who made you Queen of Literacy? Go sit in your car!

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jackson Pearce

They want me. I want them. I want this place. I want everything to be simple and beautiful and warm.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jackson Pearce

I am confident, I am capable, and I will not wait to be rescued by a woodsman or a hunter.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Jackson Pearce

Si pudiera descubrir porqué se encasillan, podría averiguar por qué yo no lo hago, por qué me he convertido en una chica invisible. El tipo de chica que tiene unos cuantos amigos y un montón de conocidos, pero no pertenece a nada en concreto. Supongo que ser invisible es mejor que fingir formar parte de algo; pero no te hace sentir menos solo.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jackson Pearce

Making fake promises while wearing a fancy dress... that isn't enough. Promises take more work than that.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jackson Pearce

I'm not letting the world - or anyone in it - determine my fate. Not anymore, at least. - Ginny

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jackson Pearce

Maybe all you can do, when your world is burning, is hold on to the thing you love the most.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Jackson Pearce

Strange how seeing the light can make a person feel so alone in the darkness

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jackson Pearce

Becoming fast friends when you're that small is easy, because the only requirement is that the other person likes to play games.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Jackson Pearce

-Me has dicho que no dura, que desear ser feliz nunca dura. Así que lo que me haría sentir completa es formar parte de algo en vez de ser invisible, pero no quiero desear eso. No puede que sea tan patética para desear algo así –su voz se apaga. –No sé qué hacer. Me río. No quiero, pero no puedo evitarlo. No me extraña que no pueda saber lo que quiere, puesto que no es un auténtico deseo. Los ojos de Viola brillan de ira. -Me alegro de que te haga gracia. Suelto otra carcajada. -Bueno, es que es imposible ser una persona rota por completo. No eres más que una persona. Solo puedes existir. Solo formas parte de ti misma, tú eres la única responsable de tu felicidad o de lo que sea. Ese sentimiento de estar rota o completa no es más que un truco de la mente mortal. Los tres deseos no te harán sentir más completa de lo que eres ahora. Al menos no por mucho tiempo.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jackson Pearce

I like libraries. It's a comfort that knowledge can be save for so long. That what we learn can be passed on.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jackson Pearce

Freedom of speech doesn't mean freedom from judgement.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jackson Pearce

Knowledge does have a way of making you an outcast.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jackson Pearce

I wanted to know what it was like to be a drug addict, and have an eating disorder, and have a loved one die, and fall in love. I saw my friends going through these things, I saw the world going through these things, and I needed to understand them. I needed to make sense of them. Books didn’t make me wallow in darkness, darkness made me wallow in books, and it was books that showed me there is light at the end of the tunnel.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Jackson Pearce

Pity is a useless emotion

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jackson Pearce

It's hard to believe sometime, but hope never lets you truly stop believing. - Lo

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jackson Pearce

I think we’re always looking for new pieces,” Viola says quietly. What? She continues, “I was looking for Lawrence, then for something to replace Lawrence, then for Aaron… maybe that’s the real truth about being broken. We’re always whole, we’re just looking to add on to ourselves, to be more whole. And then when a piece leaves, it’s broken away. But we aren’t left any less whole than we were to begin with…” “But feeling broken—” I begin, the words tight in my throat. I’m grateful that Viola cuts me off. “Is horrible. Painful,” she finishes. “But then, when you aren’t expecting it, new pieces appear and suddenly…they’re attached.” Her eyes rise to meet mine. “And you end up more whole than you were before.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jackson Pearce

It's just that it's impossible to be a broken or whole person. You can only be a person. You can only exist, you can only belong to yourself, and you can only be responsible for your own happiness or belonging or whatever. That broken-part-piece-whole thing is just a trick of the mortal mind.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jackson Pearce

And I have to admit that there is something undeniably fulfilling about hunting with Rosie. Somehow, it makes me feel as if the long list of differences between us doesn't exist. We're dressed the same, we fight the same enemy, we win together ... It's as though for that moment I get to be her, the one who isn't covered in thick scars, and she gets to understand what it is to be me. It's different than hunting with Silas-he and I are partners, not part of the same heart.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jackson Pearce

All I've learned in today's Shakespeare class is: Sometimes you have to fall in love with the wrong person just so you can find the right person. A more useful lesson would've been: Sometimes the right person doesn't love you back. Or sometimes the right person is gay. Or sometimes you just aren't the right person. Thanks for nothing, Shakespeare.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jackson Pearce

A los mortales os hace falta compañía porque tenéis tristeza, deseos y un tiempo limitado de vida.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jackson Pearce

I became an ifrit to save the lives of my fellow jinn. What kind of life saver would I be if I let you sit here and wither away in paradise? Just an obstacle. Just an obstacle. I meet the ifrit's eyes. What happened to all your talk about birds and fish having nowhere to live? The ifrit shrugs. I suggest you start holding your breath, my friend, he says, then pushes through the hearing room doors.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Jackson Pearce

No se trata de ser buena. Se trata de ponerle pasión.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jackson Pearce

This is why Caliban was a punishment. I realize it now - it's a beautiful, perfect world of nothingness. No connection, no longing, no . . . love. A world we're trapped in until we're needed here, a world we're condemned to while everyone we might care about forgets us.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jackson Pearce

I follow, always, because its the only time when our hearts beat in perfect harmony, the only time when Im certain, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that we are one person broken in two.