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“You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just the weather.”
― Pema Chödrön

“There is a story of a woman running away from tigers. She runs and runs and the tigers are getting closer and closer. When she comes to the edge of a cliff, she sees some vines there, so she climbs down and holds on to the vines. Looking down, she sees that there are tigers below her as well. She then notices that a mouse is gnawing away at the vine to which she is clinging. She also sees a beautiful little bunch of strawberries close to her, growing out of a clump of grass. She looks up and she looks down. She looks at the mouse. Then she just takes a strawberry, puts it in her mouth, and enjoys it thoroughly. Tigers above, tigers below. This is actually the predicament that we are always in, in terms of our birth and death. Each moment is just what it is. It might be the only moment of our life; it might be the only strawberry we’ll ever eat. We could get depressed about it, or we could finally appreciate it and delight in the preciousness of every single moment of our life.”
― Pema Chödrön, The Wisdom of No Escape: How to Love Yourself and Your World

“WE ALREADY HAVE everything we need. There is no need for self-improvement. All these trips that we lay on ourselves—the heavy-duty fearing that we’re bad and hoping that we’re good, the identities that we so dearly cling to, the rage, the jealousy and the addictions of all kinds—never touch our basic wealth. They are like clouds that temporarily block the sun. But all the time our warmth and brilliance are right here. This is who we really are. We are one blink of an eye away from being fully awake.”
― Pema Chödrön, Start Where You Are: A Guide to Compassionate Living

“The difference between theism and nontheism is not whether one does or does not believe in God. . . Theism is a deep-seated conviction that there's some hand to hold: if we just do the right things, someone will appreciate us and take care of us. . . Nontheism is relaxing with the ambiguity and uncertainty of the present moment without reaching for anything to protect ourselves.”
― Pema Chodron

“We can spend our whole lives escaping from the monsters of our minds. (36)”
― Pema Chödrön, When Things Fall Apart: Heart Advice for Difficult Times

“To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh

“Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh

“When another person makes you suffer, it is because he suffers deeply within himself, and his suffering is spilling over. He does not need punishment; he needs help. That's the message he is sending.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh

“He sniffs my hair again, and I wonder if he's hard right now. Is he overcome with lust for me? "You smell bad," Aron says. “When was the last time you bathed?” Man, fuck this guy.”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“I'm pregnant," I blurt.
He stares at me. "With a baby."
I slap his chest. "No, with a fucking roasted chicken. Yes, with a baby!”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“There is a real rapey vibe to this place. Goody.”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“This is... you're certain, Faith?" When I nod, his face splits into a boyish grin. "A child."
"Or a roasted chicken. You guess which one.”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“I knew he was well equipped, I mean, no god is going to have a teeny weenie.”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“God, this guy really is a dick. I hate that I let him grab my ass.”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“I don't want to be his little slave, but I don't want to die either. This is the medieval equivalent of "Tits or GTFO" isn't it? My fear gives way to anger.
Fuck this guy.
Fuck all these guys.”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“It's getting colder by the hour and my clothes aren't much in the way of warmth. "Can we build a fire?"

  "And draw attention to ourselves? Should we just go lie in the road, spread eagle, and wait for them to step upon us—"

  "A simple 'no' would suffice," I tell him, interrupting. "You don't have to be such a dick every time I say something, you know.”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“I guess a god doesn't like to be told to put pants on. Its kind of funny, in a surreal sort of way. Of course, knowing that makes me want to peek at his junk. The way he is seated, I can't see anything, but how often does a girl get to see god-dick? If he really is a god. I figure I can't be blamed for being curious, but I don't get up from my spot on the floor to peer.
Even I'm not that dumb.”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“I appreciate it. It’s the right thing to do.”

  “You make it sound as if I’m doing it for you,” Aron says, amused. He studies my face for a moment longer and then releases me.

  “Well, aren’t you?” I retort back. “Doing this for me? Unless you were planning on doing it before I said anything out of the goodness of your own heart?”

  “No,” he admits with a chuckle. “It did not occur to me.”

  “That’s why I’m here,” I tell him sassily, turning back toward the cottage.

  “So you can be my heart?” he asks as I start to walk away.

  My own heart skips a beat. I smile as I hold my sleeve to my nose and head for the cottage.”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“I shiver at the deadly confidence in his voice and the meaning behind his words. I hug my clothes tighter to my body. “Well, if you grab my tit, I’m going to be pissed.”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“You wish to serve me in all ways?" The tone of his voice is arrogant, his expression practically a sneer. He also makes it sound as if serving him is going to have layered implications, and I can guess what some of those layers are by his tone.
All ways means exactly what I think it means.
I do my bet to look unfazed and make a joke.
"Does that mean butt stuff? Because I draw the line at butt stuff.”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“A Great Dane can still make a Chihuahua pregnant,” Liz points out. “Guess which one you are.”
― Ruby Dixon, Ice Planet Barbarians

“Three days. I will not dishonor you before then.” He glances over at the guards, then back at me. “But I will be thinking about it. A lot.”
― Ruby Dixon, The King's Spinster Bride

“You’re marrying a princess,” she tells me in a tart voice as she saunters away. “We are not cheap.”
― Ruby Dixon, The King's Spinster Bride

“I mean what I said. You are mine, Halla. I am king and I get what I want, and what I want is you.”
― Ruby Dixon, The King's Spinster Bride

“For even a good man was more deadly than the worst of bears,”
― Lauren Groff, The Vaster Wilds

“No, she said, for the blight of the english will come to this remoteness as well. It will spread into this land and infect this land and devour the people who were here first; it will slaughter them, diminish them. The hunger inside the god of my people can only be sated by domination. They will dominate until there is nothing left, then they will eat themselves. I am not of them. I will not be.”
― Lauren Groff, The Vaster Wilds

“He had bred them and mutated them and played all sorts of God, and now they wanted to know why and he had no answer.”
― Adrian Tchaikovsky, Children of Ruin

“Despite the barriers to communication, they have developed an idiolect of their own, mostly devoted to complaining.”
― Adrian Tchaikovsky, Children of Ruin

“I've heard all the things they say about my people across the Colonies, Idris. Probably they think I'm a monster who'll come and kill their menfolk and make regular humanity a footnote in our triumphal histories, right? Or else we're sex-starved sirens who just need to meet a good man to forswear all our Amazon ways."

"You've seen some mediotypes."

"Executor training means exposure to some weird stuff. I'd rather have stayed a simple myrmidon.”
― Adrian Tchaikovsky, Shards of Earth

“I guess they train you not to feel things, the scars left behind. In the Parthenon. Rock-hard warrior angels, all that."

"They train us to talk about it. They train us to heal, and not to deny we're in pain. Rock-hard is brittle.”
― Adrian Tchaikovsky, Shards of Earth