BEATA

“If you run from me, I will chase you, and I'll find you....”
― Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave

“If you were Catholic, you'd singe the ears of the priest you confessed to.”
― Jeaniene Frost

“To, co tajemnicze, mistyczne i przerażające, najłatwiej zakorzenia się w świecie, we wszystkich krajach, także na jego krańcach.”
― Margit Sandemo, Ljuset i dina ögon

“I will love you always. When this red hair is white, I will still love you. When the smooth softness of youth is replaced by the delicate softness of age, I will still want to touch your skin. When your face is full of the lines of every smile you have ever smiled, of every surprise I have seen flash through your eyes, when every tear you have ever cried has left its mark upon your face,I will treasure you all the more, because I was there to see it all. I will share your life with you, Meredith, and I will love you until the last breath leaves your body or mine.”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, A Lick of Frost