No matter how hard we try. No matter how much we plan and prepare. There will always be an enemy at the door and a storm trying to knock us down. Life’s not about security. It’s about picking up the pieces after it’s all over and carrying on. We can choose to be cowards who fear letting someone inside us, and do that alone. Or we can choose to be brave and let someone stand by our side and help us.”
“- Lydia, Time Untime
You knew, didn’t you? It’s why you came running in here like you did.”
“I didn’t know it was another IED. I just knew you’d been arrested and that you were being targeted by assassins.”
“And you came running,” Talyn repeated.
“It’s what I would have been doing your whole life, had I known I had you.”
-Talyn & Fain
Anyone in your family not a killer? (Syd)
After this I’m beginning to wonder if I don’t have a serial mom. (Steele)
I wish. She should have beaten you to death with a turkey leg. (Tina)
Baby, you have no idea how much I love you or what I’m willing to do to keep you. I want you in my life more than anyone or anything else. Marry me. (Hunter)
Dancer,” she chided, “I promise you, no mother would rather lose her child.”
Lifting his head, he traced the line of her jaw with his thumb while a sad smile played at the edges of his lips. “That’s you speaking. You don’t know my mother. I promise you, she would rather see me dead than be dishonored.”
“Then tell them I raped you.”
He arched an amused brow at that.
“I could have drugged you first. I did kiss you without your consent.”
“And my lips thank you for that.
I’m a fucking idiot.
No, he was a man in love with a woman who meant the entire universe to him.
Like I said, you’re a fucking idiot.
And for the first time in his life, he was happy being stupid because the only alternative would be existing without her, and now that he’d tasted the sunlight she brought into his world, he never wanted to live in the darkness again.
Please don’t send me back to the night.
I’m not Sisyphus trying to restrain death. Illyria is a soldier. If it’s her time, it’s her time. I’m not at war with Atropos. It’s her will to take us whenever she likes. My only goal is to die with dignity. (Stryker)
life, like war, is neither right nor wrong. It just is. And rather than worry over a philosophy you can’t change, you should just try to live through it as best you can.
Are we not all a thousand characters in millions of plays throughout our lifetime?
Okay, you’re telling the truth. By the way, Nick, you have the most screwed-up life. You’re either boring as all get out, or you’re about to die. There’s no middle ground with you. You might want to work on that.