Memories - you can't escape them, but you can't let them rule you either.
Rob ThurmanFall leaves are brilliant with gold and red. You can cup them in your hand and wonder at them, be amazed at their uniqueness and glory. But eventually they are gone, brown, crumbling, scattered on the wind. But the tree remains. The tree is what is important. The tree lives on. That was a difficult knowledge to bear, and an even more difficult life to live. Of course, being the leaf wasn't exactly desirable either.
Rob ThurmanThey don't have to choose either/or. They can have their cake and mutilate it too.
Rob ThurmanYou're so very good at that. The temper, the scowl. You must drink shots of testosterone in your morning coffee.
Rob ThurmanI'd be a monster fighter who rode the bus. It didn't get any more bad-ass than that.
Rob ThurmanWe all have our security blankets in this world. Some are just sharper than others.
Rob ThurmanStichwörter: cal leandros niko
I've always enjoyed a challenge," Niko remarked, shifting through the powder to lift something out. "I think perhaps there are other things I could enjoy instead. Bonsai trees, painting, forging my own weapons. The opportunities are endless." He opened his hand to show me the small braid of several yellowed hairs. "Voodoo." "Think it would work?" I perked up. Killing from a distance wasn't usually my thing, but in this case, I'd make an exception.
Rob ThurmanStichwörter: urban-fantasy niko cal-leandros roadkill
People--stupid when they lived; potentially stupid when they died.
Rob ThurmanStichwörter: urban-fantasy cal-leandros roadkill
He tried to turn me into a buffet?” I gritted my teeth. “Before he killed me? He couldn’t kill me first and then eat me? That’s just fucking rude.
Rob ThurmanStichwörter: cal leandros rob-thurman
It is now. It is always now. Now is good. Now could be the best. My name is Catcher. My name was Catcher.
My name...my name...
I am...
I am lost, I am found and then I am free and I am happy.
When I jump over that edge, someone leaps with me, shoulder to shoulder. I smell kinship on him. Kinship is all. I'm not alone.
Never alone.
I land, earth below me, moon above. I am wolf. We are pack.
And that is all I need.
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