I follow the rules until I go against them all.
I am who I am, born that way, and will die that way.
she had something I could not have, and so I resented her—but I realized the fault was mine and not hers.
She smiled, if he could see that, and waited for him to ask the real question. But he was silent. He wanted her to volunteer the story, she realized, and she could just as easily choose to say nothing. But he deserved to know. They all deserved it, and Kirra already knew it, and Cammon may have guessed it, because Cammon could read souls, but Tayse was the only one she would tell.
If there is no god, what is left but science? What is left to endow us with any grace? You can tell me the chemical makeup of my skin and my brain, but how can you explain away my soul? And if there is no god to watch over me, chastise me, grieve for me, rejoice for me, make me fear, and make me wonder, what am I but a collection of metals and liquids with nothing to celebrate about my daily living?
She shouldn't leave you. Or you shouldn't leave her. I haven't worked it out yet. But you shouldn't be apart.
Sometimes we become what we see. Sometimes we take what we see and make it the model for what we refuse to become.
I really wanted to die at certain periods in my life.
I don't really believe in the Devil, but if the Devil is the Father of Lies, then he certainly invented the Internet.
God can dream a bigger dream for you than you can dream for yourself, and your role on Earth is to attach yourself to that divine force and let yourself be released to it.
Our lives are shaped as profoundly by personality as by gender or race. And the single most important aspect of personality. . . is where we fall on the introvert-extrovert spectrum.