Whatever he says, whatever he does, you need to remember that you are a brilliant, amazing person. You bend over backwards to please that man, and if he doesn't appreciate you, if he doesn't realize how special you are, then you just have to do whatever you need to do to protect your heart.
Read MoreShe came to us as any apocalypse does: slowly at first, and then all at once.
Read MoreIt occurred to him that a spell to make one’s enemies into idiots via the power of breasts might be immensely helpful. Then again, it might not be a spell. It might have only been the breasts.
Read More“Pain isn’t a competition,” I assure him. “There’s always enough to go around.”
Read MoreAnd what was a home but somewhere you wouldn’t have to feel quite so alone.
Read MoreHow to apologize for wanting some word, some story, some beautiful thing for my own?
Read Morets voice was like the wind, but also like a thousand trees thinking the same thought.
Read MoreA person could work and work and work, and still never “earn” their dues. Sometimes success meant determination… and sometimes, it was just luck.
Read MorePerhaps being too powerful, too unopposed, is a curse in and of itself, leading to boredom and dissipation, and the invention of imaginary enemies whose powers to torment were less limited than those of flesh and blood.
Read MoreMonsters and flowers aren’t much different. Sometimes they are hard to tell apart—but a good florist knows what to look for.
Read MoreSometimes, when things are broken, I find they fix themselves if you just pretend that they are fine and give them time.
Read MoreThere are countless things she would rather be doing. On a night like this, when the blue moon is full and bursting with light like summer fruit, she wants nothing more than to bathe in the moon water that now floods the riverbanks. She wants to sing poorly with no judgment, wearing nothing but the night sky.
Read MoreI’m not a murderer, and I’m not even a killer, I simply exaggerate self-protection.
Read MoreAnimals began telling stories of Silver Nose’s nightly journeys and his signal fires. It did not take long for others to start calling him Flame Fox. A being who was black as night during the day and who set fires on fells as the rest of the world was fast asleep.
Read MoreAmong the tales of sorrow and of ruin that came down to us from the darkness of those days there are yet some in which amid weeping there is joy and under the shadow of death light that endures. And of these histories most fair still in the ears of the Elves is the tale of Beren and Lúthien.
Read MoreIf more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.
Read MoreAnd that, to me, embraces the very soul of the most important commandment you’ll find anywhere in your Principles of Successful Termination: ‘Do in others as you would have others do you in.’
Read MoreQuicker and quicker danced the dust. The moonbeams seemed to quiver as they went by me into the mass of gloom beyond. More and more they gathered till they seemed to take dim phantom shapes. And then I started, broad awake and in full possession of my senses, and ran screaming from the place.
Read More“How in hell is anybody supposed to help you if you won’t ask?” Because asking is dangerous, I could tell her. Because to ask is to hope that someone answers, and it hurts so bad when nobody does.
Read MoreNever trust a writer who doesn’t have too many books to read. Or a reader, for that matter.
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