Abigail

“The world at present is full of angry self-centred groups, each incapable of viewing human life as a whole, each willing to destroy civilization rather than yield an inch”
― Bertrand Russell, In Praise of Idleness and Other Essays

“Yes, you have the very soul of me, Elisabeth.”
“Then your name, mein Herr.”
He laughed softly, but it was a gasp of pain, not of joy. “No.”
“Why?”
“So you will forget me,” he said simply. “You cannot love a man with no name.”
― S. Jae-Jones, Wintersong

“His eyes, when they meet hers, are like the storm. Perhaps he is not a boy at all, but some elemental thing, made by the crashing water and the endless thunder.”
― Kendare Blake, Three Dark Crowns

“She was the sun and he was the earth waking from a thaw.”
― S. Jae-Jones, Wintersong