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People can always say I don't look impressive enough, but they can't argue over how strong I am once I punch them in the face.

People have always expected the end of the world to be a dramatic, thematic event: war, disease, a sudden explosion. But what if the end of the world has already occurred? What if our final demise happened slowly, secretly … and we’ve been oblivious to it all?

People like us were born to change the world. It’s filled with shit. It’s filled with people who did the things they did to you. It’s filled with stupid pointlessness and ignorance and so much mundanity, it makes me want to scream. Don’t you feel it too?

People look at bigger people and assume we shouldn't feel the need to ever get hungry because we have enough fat stored up to last us until our dying day. As if we can nibble off our sides like we're made of peach.

People make mistakes all the time – some of us just are in more of a position to leave an impact when we do.

People shouldn’t look that scared of anything. There shouldn’t be things in the world capable of doing that to someone. The trouble is, I know exactly the kind of thing that could make someone that scared. I’ve seen them. I’ve been chased by them.", Celestra Caine in FADE by Kailin Gow

People who are different are considered ineffective. People who can’t hide their shortcomings are not considered a threat. A lot of spies rely on being unobtrusive, but we flat out flaunt the fact that we’re different, and those we try to get information from put us on an even lower level than the ones they don’t notice. They don’t believe we’re even capable of being a threat, and they misstep more than they might with someone they simply don’t know.

People who fall in love can fall out of it.

Perception in the eye of vengeance becomes blurred. Ren was in need of a slap on the face, but I knew what was coming and that it would do the job properly.

Perhaps our suffering is part of our humanity.

Perhaps being Death's companion would not be the most terrible thing in the world

Perhaps death is just a big lie.

Perhaps your desire will help her see what you see, but if she cheats on him with you, there’s a good chance she won’t leave him. And you’re left where she is with a jerk. Take it from a nice guy and a wallflower.

Please, don’t die on me . . . not on my watch . . . not this time . . . not again- Ashbel Saunders

Plus, how can she be your soul mate? Didn't you tell me she'd never read Harry Potter? Do you really want to spend the rest of your life with someone like that? I mean, for God's sake, think of your children. What kind of environment would they be growing up in with such a mother?

Plus, I happened to be a history nerd. Why else would I be interested in a guy born in the year 519?

„Ponekad mislim da imaš deset godina, ne znam kako takvom pričom uspeš da smuvaš tolike devojke?“ „Tara, ja razumem da ti imaš oči samo za našeg dragog diva Aleka ali ovom telu,“ rekao je pokazujući prstom po sebi, „i ovom licu, niko ne može da odoli.Tako da ja uopšte nemam potrebu da pričam,“ arogantno je dodao. „Mislim da je tako i bolje, inače bi se drastično smanjio broj tvojih osvajanja.“ Rekla je i uspešno izbegla njegovu u ruku koja je krenula ka njenoj kosi da je počupa. „Baš ti dobro stoji uloga dosadne i naporne mlađe sestre,“ dobacio je Nikolaj.

Porque el cielo siempre es bonito. Incluso cuando está nublado y llueve, es maravilloso mirar al cielo. Es mi cosa preferida porque sé que si alguna vez me pierdo o estoy asustado, solo tengo que mirar hacia arriba y siempre estará ahí pase lo que pase... y que siempre será precioso.

„Posesivnost u vezi je negde duboko zatrpano i skriveno osećanje nesigurnosti u samoga sebe ali ponekada može suprotnoj strani da bude pokazatelj vaše privrženosti.

Positive Words Are Blessings - Kailin Gow, Amazon Lee Adventures

Postoji kratak trenutak, momenat koji traje samo par sekundi kada se tek probudimo, otvorimo oči i ne postoji ništa. Sve je prazno kao čist list papira. Nema sećanja, nema osećanja, samo veliko debelo ništa. Onda trepnemo i taj osećaj prođe i zameni ga teret stvarnosti. Odjednom, sve je opet tu i moramo se suočiti sa buđenjem.

P-p-p-please, don’t cast me out

PROLOGUE Some years ago in the Planet Orfheus ... It was dark when Lucius reached the rendezvous which had been chosen to be the new hideout. The latter had been used for several months and they were concerned that they were being followed and were close to being discovered. "I thought you were not coming. I've been waiting for you for almost an hour. I was getting anxious," Sofia said, relieved. "Sorry, love. It is becoming increasingly difficult. I almost didn't make it today. The troops were ambushed in the last invasion. Igor and many warriors returned seriously injured," Lucius replied. He looked worried. Why this sudden encounter? They had agreed that the next would be the following week. Lucius gave her a big hug, pulled her close to him, and remained silent for a few moments. His longing and desire consumed him. She meant the world to him. Without Sofia, his life would never make sense. He would never forget those eyes, serene and sincere, with a blue so bright and clear that were able to see the soul of the tormented warrior that was he. With her golden hair, Sofia looked like an angel. "Is there a problem? You're so quiet and deep in thought," she asked, puzzled. He answered, "I'm thinking about us. How long are we keeping it secret?" He walked away from her, sighing. "We can't keep lying and pretending that all is well. You have no idea how much I have to endure when you are away from me, or when I see you with him." "Love, not now. We have already discussed this subject several times. You know that our only alternative would be to flee and pray they will never find us," she replied. Sofia knew very well that the laws of the kingdom could not be disregarded. Love, respect, and loyalty were key factors that were part of the hierarchy of Orfheus. Although she had always been in love with Lucius who had never shown any interest in her, Sofia was bound to his brother Alex as a result of a pact. Over the centuries, Lucius began to change and express loving feelings for her. She never ceased to love him and both succumbed to the temptation and passion of it. Inevitably, a love affair developed between the two. Interrupting her thoughts, Lucius grabbed her by the hand and led her into the hut. This hut was located inside a vast and beautiful forest. He pulled her by the waist, gave her a passionate kiss, stroked her hair, and said softly, "Love, I missed you so much." "I also felt homesick but the real reason I came here today is to tell you something very important. I need you to listen carefully and keep calm," she said as she ran her hands through her hair which contrasted with her pale skin. Sofia did not want to scare him. However, she imagined that he would be upset and angry with the news. Unfortunately, the revelation was inevitable and sooner or later, everything would come out. "I'm pregnant," she said unceremoniously. For a brief moment, Lucius said nothing. He just stared at her without any reaction. He seemed to be in a silent battle with his own thoughts. "But how?" he babbled, not believing what he had just heard. It was surely a bombshell revelation. That would be the end for them. Sofia said, "Stay calm, love. I know this changes everything. What we were planning for months is no longer possible." She sat on a makeshift stool and continued with tears in her eyes. "With the baby coming, I cannot simply go through the portal. The baby and I would die during the crossing." Lucius replied, "Could we ask for help from Aunt Wilda? She is very powerful. Probably she would be able to break through the magic of the portals." Sofia had already thought of that. She was well aware that it was the only choice left. Aunt Wilda had always been like a mother to her. The sorceress adopted her when she was a girl, soon after her family had died in combat.

Promise me you won’t tell Ryan” trying to stay awake until I hear him say it. He sighs and shakes his head, “I can’t promise you that Eden, not this time.

Psychological and emotional wellness is an ongoing process for everyone.

Punctuality, with its unseemly whiff of eagerness, was for peasants.

Private like, this is cool stuff, and I should let my cousin in on it, kind of private?” Gunnar asked, “or, private like, I wet my pants, and I’m hiding the evidence, kind of private?

Puberty corrupts - that’s a fact, and it corrupts without consent – that’s the concern.

Pull back the curtain and jump down the rabbit hole.

Purple Mike promises to be an intriguing read that will teach anyone who wants to know about the highs and lows of drug addiction. Purple Mike is a legal, natural high. Enjoy reading.

Pushing them (children) into a career that is “practical”/ “safe”/ prestigious/ well-paying doesn’t count as help. It’s how parents satisfy their own needs.

«Quando ami qualcuno, questo qualcuno diventa parte di ciò che sei. È in tutto quello che fai. È nell’aria che respiri, nell’acqua che bevi, nel sangue che ti scorre nelle vene. Il suo tocco ti resta sulla pelle, la sua voce ti resta nelle orecchie, i suoi pensieri ti restano nella mente. Conosci i suoi sogni perché quelli brutti ti trafiggono il cuore e quelli belli sono anche i tuoi. E non pensi che sia perfetto, ma conosci i suoi difetti, la verità profonda dentro al suo cuore, le ombre di tutti i suoi segreti, che però non ti spaventano: anzi, te lo fanno amare ancora di più, perché tu non vuoi la perfezione. Vuoi quella persona. Vuoi…»” “Signora della mezzanotte (Italian Edition)”. iBooks.

Quick, somebody call the caretaker!’ Gemma’s stage voice rang out loud and clear. ‘There’s some trash here that needs to be taken out.’ She earned a chorus of laughs as she walked towards us, then came to a standstill right beside me. ‘Christ, it reeks, too,’ she said, pinching her nose. ‘What did you do, Malice? Douse yourself in the whole bottle? Oh, never mind. I don’t expect you to have heard of the adage “less is more”.

Quinn knows what I am talking about… Don’t you Quinn?” His blue eyes looked glazed over like he was possessed by a dark entity as he lunged toward the window and growled, “And it looks like you brought some friends!” He turned his head creepily toward me while his eyes continued to glimmer underneath the iridescent lighting.

Quote from BEAUTIFULLY BROKEN – pgs. 86 -87 “A Kiss”: I went to snatch my hand away, but Trent caught my hand in his, startling me. I looked up to see warmth on his face. His smile held the promise of happiness. He scooted closer and held my gaze for a breath, glanced down. He leaned forward, as if he had no control over his actions. I inhaled his nice, soapy-clean scent, and all coherent thought left my head. His hands gripped my waist and Trent yanked me against him, his mouth covering mine in a deep kiss. The caress of his lips was softer than I’d imagined. An unfamiliar rush of excitement engulfed my senses. My hands wrapped around his neck, fingering his silky tousled hair. His moist lips seared a path from my lips to my neck, igniting a blaze of desire that flooded my skin everywhere his lips and roaming hands touched. Boys had kissed me before, but not like this. Never like this...

Rachel opened her mouth to respond, but the head cut her off.

Ramon looked closely at the little guy as he ate. "Maybe he's Jewish. I mean, if Sammy Davis Jr. could convert to Judaism, why not a chupacabra? We should name him Harry Mendelbaum." I held up my arms in protest. "You're all racist. Now shut up. We'll call him Taco von Precious of Svenenstein. There, everybody happy?" "Isn't von the same thing as of?" Frank asked. "Wouldn't that be kind of redundant?" "You're redundant," I said.

Que difícil era saber lo que era real y lo que no

Quote from MOONLIGHT MAYHEM – pg 224 “Hero Intercedes”: His hands flickered upward, and before I knew it, they were cupping my face. So, damnably fast now. Demonic-like fast. Trent reeled me closer. Our foreheads joined. He held me, while I trembled in his arms. I was vaguely aware of Evans and Maxwell watching, although it didn’t seem important. Nothing seemed important whenever he did this. It felt like we were enclosed in our own personal bubble made only for the two of us. Trent murmured something in my ear. We stood like that until my shaky legs gradually regained strength. I shut my eyes and pretended my body wasn’t sizzling with heat-lightning because Trent stood so close. My hormones always decided to rebel whenever he put his arms around me. And it wasn’t totally awkward and uncomfortable. No, it felt like the best thing I’d experienced since before Dad’s death. And that’s saying a lot.

Rainbow Cloud strode forward like a hunting cat with the same strength of height and broad shoulders, the same rolling gait as First Light’s father. They were indeed the same man, split in two at birth, so the family might be rewarded by twice the skill in hunting each brother possessed.

Recognize that you have been chosen to be alive, right now, at this exact moment in time and know that none of that is random. There is something about you, your past or your future that is required at this exact moment in history. We need to know who you are and what you have been through.

„Reci im da ću ih izbaciti napolje ako se ne utišaju, ne mogu da spavam.“ Vikao je Vladimir iz svoje sobe, doduše ne zvučeći baš ljutito. „Ne možeš da spavaš jer si previše začinio večeru i sada te muči žgaravica,“ odgovorila mu je Nataša i dodala:„Nemaš više dvadeset, ti si sada čovek u godinama.“ Namignula je curama i poželela laku noć.Krenula je da zatvara vrata kada se začuo Vladimirov glas: „Dođi da ti pokažem šta može čovek u godinama!

Red glowing eyes... No one could see her. No one could hear her. No one was coming to save her. Because Death had come sooner than expected.

Regrets, it seems, are easy to realise when you're dying.

Relationships take work. It isn’t true love if things go smoothly.

Respect is a really powerful magic too, you know.

Remember, nothing happens before it’s supposed to, so trust that, as you are striving for authenticity and personal excellence, the recognition of your life’s purpose is nearing closer.

Respect the dead, learn from them, do not follow or avenge them.

Right. Because if you have trouble putting ketchup and mustard on a hot dog, you should totally move on to saving lives.

Returning my voice to a conversational level, I called back, “Nora, I’m not attempting to embarrass you or single you out. I know you’re capable. But stay behind Chas, okay? You die, you d i e permanently, and for various reasons that we’ve already gotten angsty about together, I don’t want that to happen.” “Okay, okay,” she sighed. “Angsty?” Chas asked. “Ooh! Later, details!” “Yes, later.” With that, I waved the team forward.