I don't like masterpieces having one-night stands in collectors' homes between auctions.
Neither love nor evil conquers all, but evil cheats more.
Remember your personal demons should be afraid of you, because you are their home, their food, and as you heal, their executioner.
My father had taught me to be nice first, because you can always be mean later, but once you've been mean to someone, they won't believe the nice anymore. So be nice, be nice, until it's time to stop being nice, then destroy them.
Love sucks. Sometimes it feels good. Sometimes it's just another way to bleed.
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Other people will try to make you miserable; don't help them by doing the job yourself.
We are not made up only of our light and happiness but also of darkness and sorrow. To deny the darkness of yourself is to deny half of who you are, and when you love, truly love, you need to love the whole person not just the part that smiles and waves, but the part that thinks murderous thoughts and knows that pain is both pleasure and temptation, but still thinks puppies are really cute.
A strong onslaught of the nagual would upset your balance completely.
The union of nature and soul removes the veil of ignorance that covers our intelligence.
You want to be a millionaire. But your values system says you believe in sleep more than grinding!
What must novel dialogue. . . really be and do? It must be pointed, intentional, relevant. It must crystallize situation. It must express character. It must advance plot. During dialogue, the characters confront one another. The confrontation is in itself an occasion. Each one of these occasions, throughout the novel, is unique.