Looking at him now-even if she hadn’t been in love with him, that part of her that was her mother’s daugher, that loved every beautiful thing for its beauty alone, would still have wanted him.
—Cassandra Clare
Life. In all it’s mundane majesty.
—J.R. Ward
It was hell to be so tired, and still care.
—Lois McMaster
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