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“O God, make me good, but not yet.”
― Brideshead Revisited
― Brideshead Revisited
“Don't you do that.
Don't you look at what I had for you and call it weak.
Not when you were the one afraid of it.
I stood there with my hands open,
my mouth bruised tender with supplication.
Don't you dare treat me like a victim of my own emotions,
like being moved to my knees by love
was a mistake that I regret.
I will go to my grave with the memory of the bravery in my bones.”
― What We Buried
Don't you look at what I had for you and call it weak.
Not when you were the one afraid of it.
I stood there with my hands open,
my mouth bruised tender with supplication.
Don't you dare treat me like a victim of my own emotions,
like being moved to my knees by love
was a mistake that I regret.
I will go to my grave with the memory of the bravery in my bones.”
― What We Buried
“... To know and love one other human being is the root of all wisdom.”
― Brideshead Revisited
― Brideshead Revisited
“Still clutching each other by the arm, they turned to watch the last stones plummet over the edge.
“I don't know how many times a day I can stand to watch you almost die,” Seregil gasped.
“Twice is my limit,” croaked Alec, sinking to his knees.”
― Luck in the Shadows
“I don't know how many times a day I can stand to watch you almost die,” Seregil gasped.
“Twice is my limit,” croaked Alec, sinking to his knees.”
― Luck in the Shadows
“Graham had a lot of trouble with taste. Often his thoughts were not tasty. There were no effective partitions in his mind. What he saw and learned touched everything else he knew. Some of the combinations were hard to live with. But he could not anticipate them, could not block and repress. His learned values of decency and propriety tagged along, shocked at his associations, appalled at his dreams; sorry that in the bone arena of his skull there were no forts for what he loved. His associations came at the speed of light. His value judgments were at the pace of a responsive reading. They could never keep up and direct his thinking. He viewed his own mentality as grotesque but useful, like a chair made of antlers. There was nothing he could do about it.”
― Red Dragon
― Red Dragon
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