Stephanie

“Come to me, and I will try to heal you. I will try to heal you, if you but come back,” Sasha sang softly, the melody sweet, the lyrics heartfelt, and it fell from her lips in a husky plea. “Come to me, and I will give you shelter, I will give you shelter, if you but come back,” he added, picking up where she left off. His lips brushed the lobe of her ear, and he felt the shudder that swept from the crown of her head to the tips of her toes. Her heart galloped, her skin grew damp beneath his, and he continued to chant, making the promise all over again. “Come to me, and I will try to love you. I will try to love you, if you but come back.”
― Amy Harmon, The Queen and the Cure

“Logic only took you so far. Sometimes the cure to the dark was to find another flame burning bright.”
― Christopher Paolini, To Sleep in a Sea of Stars

“Any decision we make, no matter how wise or foolish, bold or timid, will be paid for in blood and pain and suffering. If we order a road built, inevitably someone will die building it, and once it is finished trade will shift from one town to another, one man will grow rich while another will starve. If we are wise, we do more good than harm, but we can no more avoid causing harm than we can avoid growing old.”
― Curtis Craddock, An Alchemy of Masques and Mirrors

“We have all been carved out by our sorrow. Cut deep like canyon walls.”
― Ally Condie, Crossed