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“Nuns freak me out.”
― P.C. Cast, Untamed

“Die Dorkamese Twins.”
― P.C. Cast, Untamed

“Your bad taste is fucking immortal!”
― P.C. Kristin Cast

“When I did finally speak, I surprised myself by saying exactly what was on my mind.?¡°You must hate me.¡±
She stared a long time at me.
I did,¡± she said slowly, ¡°But it¡¯s mostly myself I hate.¡±
Don¡¯t,¡± I said.
And why the hell shouldn¡¯t I hate myself? Everybody else hates me.”
― Kristin Cast, Untamed

“I don¡¯t want any of this. I just want to be what I was before you showed up here and all hell broke loose. I want to be popular and dating the hottest guy in school. Now I¡¯m none of those things, and I¡¯m a human who has scary visions and don¡¯t know what to do about any of it.”
― P.C. Cast

“At best, you¡¯re the untamed hero; at worst, you offend people wherever you go.”
― Ä«ÏãÍ­³ô, ħµÀ×æʦ [M¨® D¨¤o Z¨³ Sh¨©]

“Or maybe I had known him or maybe there's something that happens between some people at a level that goes beyond time measurements and what society thinks is proper. Maybe what had happened between Stark and me in those few minutes in the field house had been enough to have our souls recognize each other. Soul mates? Was that even possible?”
― P.C. Cast, Untamed

“I don¡¯t want any of this. I just want to be what I was before you showed up here and all hell broke loose. I want to be popular and dating the hottest guy in school. Now I¡¯m none of those things, and I¡¯m a human who has scary visions and don¡¯t know what to do about any of it.”
― Kristin Cast, Untamed

“As with all my children, you must find your own path, and through that discovery, you will decide what each earth child must ultimately decide-whether she chooses chaos or love.”
― P.C. Cast, Untamed

“Then your heart is a black, shriveled thing, because you absolutely betray me.”
― P.C. Cast, Untamed

“She turned her face to me. 'Can you tell I've been crying?'
"For the gazillionth time, no. You look fine.'
Shit. I knew it. I look terrible.'
'Aphrodite! I just said you look fine.'
'Yeah, well, fine is fine for most people. For me it's terrible.”
― P.C. Cast, Untamed

“If my hair gets any frizzier, I'll shave it to the scalp. Or light it on fire. Whichever is easier.”
― Victoria Scott, Fire & Flood

“But you, children of space, you restless in rest, you shall not be trapped nor tamed.”
― Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

“You are the beautiful and elusive pinpoint of radiance that lit up the darkness and called me home.”
― Sara Humphreys

“My wild spirit is my deepest truth, my greatest expression and my highest love. It cannot be contained. It defies rules and explanations and logic. I embrace my untamed spirit and unleash her into a world that is meant to be filled with joy and love and laughter. I feel the wind in my hair, lift my gaze to the sky, raise my arms and invite the thunder. I remember how great it feels to be exposed and wildly alive.”
― Adrienne Enns, Intentional Days: Creating Your Life on Purpose

“Gypsies have no boundaries. They have primitive, untamed personalities and 'that look in their eyes.”
― Karl Wiggins, Wrong Planet - Searching for your Tribe

“she is a storm, untamed
she is a river, untouched”
― Avijeet Das

“We spent June and July in the Rockies, growing stronger, feeling feral in the untamed range of mountains.”
― Aspen Matis, Your Blue Is Not My Blue: A Missing Person Memoir

“Then the Man threw his two boots and his little stone axe (that makes three) at the Cat, and the Cat ran out of the Cave and the Dog chased him up a tree; and from that day to this, Best Beloved, three proper Men out of five will always throw things at a Cat whenever they meet him, and all proper Dogs will chase him up a tree. But the Cat keeps his side of the bargain too. He will kill mice and he will be kind to Babies when he is in the house, just as long as they do not pull his tail too hard. But when he has done that, and between times, and when the moon gets up and night comes, he is the Cat that walks by himself, and all places are alike to him. Then he goes out to the Wet Wild Woods or up the Wet Wild Trees or on the Wet Wild Roofs, waving his wild tail and walking by his wild lone.”
― Rudyard Kipling, Just So Stories

“There is a knowing in her, she hears them say, that makes her untamable. She has known since she was a child that she is observant in a way that makes them uncomfortable.”
― Nikita Gill

“She is a storm; she is a river
untamed; untouched
She will engulf you; she will shatter you
hold her softly; caress her gently
She is fragile like a rose petal
She is tender like the touch me not leaf
She is the warm glow of the morning sun
She is the magic of a full moon light.”
― Avijeet Das

“Most people¡¯s minds are almost always too busy for them to feel their skins being caressed by the wind or the sun.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“I was filled with electric thunder, simmering water, fiery red and gold, but all I had to do was smile and nod and the world would take me for easy breezy blue. Sometimes I wondered if I wasn¡¯t the only one using her skin to contain herself. Maybe we are all fire wrapped in skin, trying to look cool.”
― Glennon Doyle Melton, Untamed

“I guess women have to almost die before we give ourselves permission to live how we want.”
― Glennon Doyle Melton

“Go call him back,¡± pleaded Joe. ¡°He will stay for your sake.¡±

She whispered: ¡°I would rather call back the wild geese who flew across the moon. And they are only beautiful when they are wild!¡±

¡°But you¡¯ve lost him, Kate, don¡¯t you understand?¡±

¡°The wild geese fly north again in spring,¡± said Buck, ¡°and he¡¯ll¡ª¡±

¡°Hush!¡± she said. ¡°Listen!¡±

Far off, above the rushing of the wind, they heard the weird whistling, a thrilling and unearthly music. It was sad with the beauty of the night. It was joyous with the exultation of the wind. It might have been the voice of some god who rode the northern storm south, south after the wild geese, south with the untamed.”
― Max Brand, The Untamed

“That thing that happens to you in the shower, babe. It¡¯s called thinking. It¡¯s something folks did before Google. Thinking is like¡­it¡¯s like googling your own brain.”
― Glennon Doyle Melton, Untamed

“Rohan gave her a coaxing nod toward the food like a man trying to get a wounded wild animal to eat.
Was that what she had become after her ordeal? At home on the windy moors, alone with the falcons and the wild ponies, she had never been all that tame to start with.”
― Gaelen Foley, My Dangerous Duke

“I¡¯ve got to go, Esmie. But remind me to tell you when I get back. The story will curl your hair.¡±

Esmeralda gave him a pout, both at his teasing about her hair and because he was going to leave without telling her. ¡°You are not a nice guy, Ian.¡±

¡°Ah, so you¡¯ve uncovered my secret.¡± He kissed her cheek in parting. ¡°I have never been a nice guy, Esmeralda.¡± Intensity burned in his winter blue eyes as he added, ¡°And I have never been tame.¡± ¡ªIan ben Kole and Esmeralda ben Claude”
― Staci Morrison, M5-Circle of Trust

“She'd become accustomed to letting the garden grow uncontrolled since her father left. And that had suited both Harriet and the garden. They'd both been free to move about as they liked, to behave how it felt natural to behave. Harriet's decision not to prune was why the vines climbed so high along the house this summer, why the roses covered the garden walls and the blackberry brambles spread out as they did, decorating the bricks between the house and the railroad tracks with as many brilliant green leaves as menacing thorns. It was why the plum tree's fruit lay about the place all summer and its flowers bloomed brilliantly in the spring. It was why the bluebells stood in their own self-proliferating patches beneath the trees and rosebushes and wherever they pleased. Why her evergreen hedges were not neatly trimmed and why the hawthorn tree at the front towered over the gate. Her garden was filled with so much fierce beauty, she knew it would not take kindly to being clipped to the quick.”
― Chelsea Iversen, The Peculiar Garden of Harriet Hunt

“How lucky I am to be destined for you, In this demented and untamed life.”
― Frances Woodard, Strings Of Fate