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“The Fate gave the queen a look more vicious than any curse. 'There is nothing of equal value to me.”
― Stephanie Garber, The Ballad of Never After

“Percy looked at his friends. 鈥淚鈥檓 getting tired of this guy鈥檚 shirt.”
― Rick Riordan, The Mark of Athena

“She ran her fingers through his soft hair, just once.

He leaned in to her hand. 'That feels good,' he mumbled. 'You feel good, too.' He hooked an arm around her waist and drew her on to the bed.

'Jacks- what are you doing?'

'Just for tonight.' He tightened his arm, holding her even closer, until her chest was pressed against his bare skin.

'You're injured,' she breathed.

'This makes me feel better.' He spoke against her throat and finished with a lick that made her head begin to spin.

Now would have been a really good time to untangle herself.”
― Stephanie Garber, The Ballad of Never After

“賲蹖賱蹖賵賳賴丕 賵 賲蹖賱蹖丕乇丿賴丕 丌丿賲 鬲賵蹖 丕蹖賳 丿賳蹖丕 賴爻鬲 讴賴 賴賲卮賵賳 賲蹖 鬲賵賳賳 亘蹖 芦鬲賵禄 夭賳丿诏蹖 讴賳賳. 丕賲丕 丌禺賴 趩乇丕 賲賳 賳賲蹖 鬲賵賳賲責! 丕蹖賳 丿乇丿 乇賵 讴噩丕 亘亘乇賲責! 芦賲賳 賳賲蹖 鬲賵賳賲 亘蹖 鬲賵 夭賳丿诏蹖 讴賳賲!禄 讴丕乇蹖 讴賴 賴乇 讴爻蹖 賲蹖 鬲賵賳賴 亘讴賳賴貙 讴丕乇蹖 讴賴 丕夭 蹖賴 亘趩踿 倬賳噩 爻丕賱賴 亘乇 賲蹖 丌丿 丕夭 賲賳 亘乇 賳賲蹖 丌丿”
― Romain Gary, 禺丿丕丨丕賮馗 诏丕乇蹖 讴賵倬乇

“I will protect even those I hate,' Kaladin whispered through bloody lips, 'So long as it is right”
― Brandon Sanderson, Words of Radiance

“There are two words that I believe could be completely eradicated from our vocabulary 鈥� 鈥淚 can鈥檛.鈥� These two words are so definite that they leave absolutely no room for hope. Instead, I suggest we use the phrase, 鈥淗ow can I?”
― Daniel Willey

“Hello,' he said, almost shyly, as he approached the table. He was barefoot and shirtless, and adorably tousled, with golden hair falling over sparkly eyes that looked as if they were still waking up.

'Hi.' Her voice came out oddly shy as well, which only seemed to make Jacks smile.

'You didn't have to sneak out of bed,' he said.

'I didn't sneak.'

'Then why didn't you stay?' He casually slid in to the seat beside her and turned to her with a wolfish grin. It was a smile like a fairytale, part villain, part hero, part impossible ever after.

She couldn't bear how much she loved it.

But then she remembered the stone. She imagined she'd feel differently if it was in an iron box, and she feared that Jacks would, too. That he wouldn't be looking at her as if he wanted to devour her instead of the breakfast.

'Tomorrow, I won't let you leave so easily.' His eyes flashed with mischief, and he stole a bite of her toast.

The gesture was so simple and so comfortable, and all she could think was that it would be so easy to stay here. 'I thought you said it was just one night.'

'I thought you never believed what I said.' He shook his head reproachfully and tugged her on to his lap.

'Jacks-' Evangeline put a hand against his chest. She could feel his heart was pounding, which surprised her. On the outside, he looked so casual and careless, but now she imagined he felt as nervous as she did. It made her want to pull him closer, to press her head in to his shoulder and tell him all the things that she was trying not to feel.

She wrapped her arms around his neck , and for a second she held tight. She held him as if he was hers and she was his, and there was nothing else between them. No curses. No lies. No past wounds or mistakes. She held him as if there was only now, as if nothing else mattered but this moment. Then she let him go. She shoved off his laps with clumsy arms and even clumsier legs that stumbled as she tried to step back.

'Evangeline... what's wrong?' A line creased between his brows.

'This isn't real, Jacks. You and I, we're under the influence of the mirth stone.'

'You think you would only feel this way about me because of a rock?' Jacks' mouth clamped shut. For a moment he looked angry, but she looked in his eyes, all she could see was hurt.”
― Stephanie Garber, The Ballad of Never After

“Cease to think of an impossibility and you will seize an opportunity for productivity. Excellence comes when you leave thoughts of imposibilities behind and live by the focus of faith and hope in the face of difficulty.”
― Israelmore Ayivor

“Pesticide is meant to deal with pests as passion is to deal with unnecessary loss of interest! Passion kills the ghosts of "I can't".”
― Israelmore Ayivor, The Great Hand Book of Quotes

“Being beautiful, was that for the men?" ... "Yes. Some women say that it is for ourselves. What on earth can we do with it? I could have loved myself whether I was hunchbacked or lame, but to be loved by others, you had to be beautiful.”
― Jacqueline Harpman, I Who Have Never Known Men