With the threat of them being potential spies or saboteurs, nobody will argue against our actions, and history itself will vindicate us.

The time has come for you, your Tribe, and all First Peoples. Together, you must learn, remember, and teach the languages, songs, and stories of your ancestors so you may rise once again as true...

(…)”Take your time, because thereisn’t a moment to spare,(…) That’s what Stein told me when I had to leave Menakfor the first time. It kind of means that wherever yourdestination is, now is the time...

Gardens are made of darkness and light entwined.

Killing is easy,” said Mo, “Dying is harder…

Hell, he now understood, went beyond simple torture. Hell inflicted agony with intermittent reprieves to maintain the hope of peace. Hell was not endless dark, but rare rays of sunlight to keep one’s eyes longing...

Not a queen,” said Dany. “A khaleesi.

I can see how being invisible would be a good love-making strategy. It’s the ultimate fantasy—because all you can do is fantasize.

I told you; I am Arianna, the Siren, your Guardian, and how is a Guardian supposed to do her job if she is clueless about the Guardianee?

The skeleton picked up the second skull, so worn as to barely be recognisable as such. The vertebrae fell and rolled like beads from a string.

Narcissistic personality disorder is named for Narcissus, from Greek mythology, who fell in love with his own reflection. Freud used the term to describe persons who were self-absorbed, and psychoanalysts have focused on the narcissist’s...

His eyes were closing again, all of their own accord, so that he lay in red, pain-filled darkness. It occured to him that he was dying and he didn’t care. ‘He’s alive!’ Blue said again...

You can’t be in my world…You live in this one.

Now he understood what it was to be a man: that it was to be weak as well as strong, to be foolish sometimes and wise sometimes, to know love as well as to kill....

His grip slackened. His last breath rustled her hair. She felt his soul release its hold on the strands of the spiderweb that connected them, and it was like falling asleep in a monster’s lair–frightened...

Because a sound tree doesn’t have bad roots, Amara. No enterprise of greatnessbegins with treachery, with lying to the people who trust and love you

Small Acts of Kindness are Priceless

He was in a fairy kingdom where everything was possible.He looked up at the sky. And the sky was a fairy realm like the earth. It was clearing, and over the tops of the trees...

You’re not going to campus. You’re going out to get drunk and play with other ladies’ boobies.” – Kye

It’s never too late.

We write the earth we stand upon.

Fantastic. I always like my days better with a touch of insanity,” Gabriella quipped.

Today was the day a thousand dreams would die and a single dream would be born.The wind knew. It was the first of June, but cold gusts bit at the hilltop citadelle as fiercely as...

Books are like bound dreams waiting to be released

Don’t threaten me with a good time.

Ich kann spüren, dass er zu ertrinken droht, aber ich weiß nicht, was ich tun soll, um ihn aus dem Wasser zu retten.

I love to walk through snow, to climb mountains, to smell the fresh air and I love to dream about flying. Soaring through the air, watching the earth from above, feeling the wind in my...

…sometimes when you are lost for direction, you are open to a new way of seeing.

The mirror had no power. The mirror was just a piece of silvered glass; the enchantment was all in me.

All his senses screamed in warning, the very air reeking of forbidden magic, but duty call him forward.

I would be a wedge-tailed eagle. I would only live for the joy of flight. I would soar at great heights, on top of the wind. I would be above everything, over the little towns...

Fred Ruskin barreled through the rain down Buchanan Street in his battered Pacer, the jar his dead wife had directed him to retrieve from his nephew’s coffin bouncing in the seat beside him.

Either you’re with me or you’re against me. I can’t afford to be looking over my shoulder all the time waiting for you to stick a knife in my back.

I have to save the world tomorrow, and I don’t even know what I’m going to wear yet.–Rachel Morgan

Then they are special. Do you see? I create from my secrets, from the halls in my soul.

Fantasy Is Not Reality, it is unrealistic to expect your future mate to match your fantasies.

Thing is, I am not a big fan of hovers. I firmly believe that if man was meant to fly we’d have feathers, rubber bones, or better insurance coverage.

I won’t lie to you. There is always a cost. All I can gurantee is that it will be the right thing.””It’s insane,” he says, but without vehemence.”It’s faith,” I say.

My jaw went slack. Private rooms? Great, the button thing had been a step too far. Either he was totally getting the wrong impression—at least, not the impression I wanted to give—or…no. I didn’t want...

When you’re lost there’s nowhere to go but forward. One step at a time – and the way will show itself.

Tomorrow, I need you to die.

Dear, he do have a problem.

Every nook and cranny,” Marietta interrupted dryly and Gabrielle tipped her head back with a throaty laugh.

I am as you say a “skeleton” and i have been for quite a while

Fantasy and drama appeal to us. They are socially acceptable and make you feel good about yourself. Moreover, you get rewarded for being cleverly ignorant.

Something … made him feel small, not in the way of orphans or beggars or children, but in a good way. In the way of souls.

There is more magic in our own world than in any world of fantasy.

Just always remember to listen to your heart’s song…it will keep you alive

I had to find Mr. Brentwood. And I had to save him. Zeus, Inc. had saved the world 50 years ago when we had depleted our energy resources. The very same Zeus, Inc. that now...

Critics and academics have been trying for forty years to bury the greatest work of imaginative fiction in English. They ignore it, they condescend to it, they stand in large groups with their backs to...