I can't be happy every day but I can be cheerful.
[. . . ] He tasted like snowflakes and wine, like winter and Will and London.
As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.
He seemed to realize she was staring at him, because the cursing stopped. "You cut me," he said. His voice was pleasant. British. Very ordinary. He looked at his hand with critcal interest. "It might be fatal. " Tessa looked at him with wide eyes. "Are you the Magister?" He tilted his hand to the side. Blood ran down it, spattering the floor. "Dear me, massive blood loss. Death could be imminent.
Every heart has its own melody.
Life is a book and there are a thousand pages I have not yet read.
The more you try to crush your true nature, the more it will control you. Be what you are. No one who really loves you will stop.
Success is always dangerous. It can make an asshole out of anybody.
A mistake is an event, the full benefit of which has not yet been turned to your advantage.
Worshiping the Devil is no more insane than worshiping God. . . It is precisely at the moment when positivism is at its high-water mark that mysticism stirs into life and the follies of occultism begin.
I would have to name two people - my parents. I've seen them come through adversity and work hard to create the best life for me and my siblings. Although I don't remember them together as a couple, I remember the love they had for their children.