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“The circus is a jealous wench. Indeed, that is an understatement. She is a ravening hag who sucks your vitality as a vampire drinks blood… She is all of these things, and yet, I love her as I love nothing else on earth. —Henry Ringling North”
― The Ladies of the Secret Circus
― The Ladies of the Secret Circus
“Love and film have this in common: they both stretch time, capturing a fleeting moment and holding it hostage for eternity.”
― The Star and the Strange Moon
― The Star and the Strange Moon
“was hit by the sweet smell of ink. It was one of my favorite smells, ink on paper. I”
― A Witch in Time
― A Witch in Time
“Circuses in France were considered art and were treated as such. While not as prestigious as a trip to the opera, a night at the circus was still considered a glamorous evening out.”
― The Ladies of the Secret Circus
― The Ladies of the Secret Circus
“Forgive me, I should explain because the internet doesn’t do me justice. I am the premier daemon of… well, fun shit.”
― The Ladies of the Secret Circus
― The Ladies of the Secret Circus
“He'd missed something early in his life. As a child, instead of love, he'd been focused on survival. Love had been a luxury. While he missed his mother dearly, she'd never taught him how to love. He didn't need scores of therapists to point that out. How could he possibly describe his formative years to Ivy? ....
He never wanted anyone's pity again, so he just shut them away. But in shutting them away, they had taken a part of himself with them. Somewhere, a portion of Christopher tended these bad memories, like a gardener. He knew she had terrible memories of her own mother, but she didn't let them define her. This was the line between him and Ivy. Perhaps that was why he knew that after seeing L'Etrange Lune, he was headed farther down the path, not away.
"You deserve better than me," he said, believing it now more than ever...
"I love you," she said. It came out more of a plea. "But I'm so tired of it being one-sided."
What came next, he needed to do. For her. She needed to go forward and embrace her new life fully and let him go. He inhaled. "This is hard for me to say, Ivy. But I don't love you. Not in the way you want, and not in the way that matters. Everything you just said is true." ...
And as he watched her walk away, he knew he'd lost something, something he never deserved to have.”
― The Star and the Strange Moon
He never wanted anyone's pity again, so he just shut them away. But in shutting them away, they had taken a part of himself with them. Somewhere, a portion of Christopher tended these bad memories, like a gardener. He knew she had terrible memories of her own mother, but she didn't let them define her. This was the line between him and Ivy. Perhaps that was why he knew that after seeing L'Etrange Lune, he was headed farther down the path, not away.
"You deserve better than me," he said, believing it now more than ever...
"I love you," she said. It came out more of a plea. "But I'm so tired of it being one-sided."
What came next, he needed to do. For her. She needed to go forward and embrace her new life fully and let him go. He inhaled. "This is hard for me to say, Ivy. But I don't love you. Not in the way you want, and not in the way that matters. Everything you just said is true." ...
And as he watched her walk away, he knew he'd lost something, something he never deserved to have.”
― The Star and the Strange Moon
