She shrieks above the din. "If you wish a battle, I shall give it. I am the last of my kind. I shall not lie down without a fight.
Libba BrayStichwörter: fight gemma-doyle desperate gorgon
I know you adore Father, but he isn't the white knight you imagine him to be. He never was. True, he's charming and loving in his way. But he's selfish. He's a limited man determined to bring about his own end-"
"But-"
Tom grabs both my hands in his and gives them a small squeeze. "Gemma, you can't save him. Why can't you accept that?"
I see my reflection on the surface of the Thames. My face is a watery outline, all blurred edges with nothing settled.
"Because if I let go of that" - I swallow hard, once, twice - "then I have to accept that I am alone."
The ship's horn howls again as it slips out toward sea. Tom's reflection appears beside mine, just as uncertain.
"We're every one of us alone in this world, Gemma." He doesn't say it bitterly. "But you have company, if you want.
Stichwörter: alone gemma-doyle
I know it. I know I shall make beastly mistakes, Father-"
"The world does not forgive mistakes so quickly, my girl." He sounds bitter and sad.
"If the world will not forgive me," I say softly, "I shall have to learn to forgive myself."
He nods in understanding.
"And how will you marry? Or do you intend to marry?"
I think of Kartik, and tears threaten. "I shall meet someone one day, as Mother found you.
Stichwörter: love family forgiveness mistake gemma-doyle father kartik
I change the world, the world changes me.
Libba BrayStichwörter: inspirational world change gemma-doyle
Mawah meenon ne le plus poohlala," I say with an affected bow.
Libba BrayStichwörter: gemma-doyle the-sweet-far-thing
What do you feel? I’ve never been asked this question once. None of us has. We aren’t supposed to feel. We’re British.
Libba BrayStichwörter: gemma-doyle
I'm like everyone else in this stupid, bloody, amazing world. I'm flawed. Impossibly so. But hopeful. I'm still me.
Libba BrayStichwörter: gemma-doyle
I am for hockey. I find I should like to hit something with a stick.
-Gemma Doyle Trilogy
Stichwörter: humor life gemma-doyle hockey
Perhaps this is how girls fall -- not in some crime of enchantment at the hands of a wicked ne'er-do-well, a grand before and after in which they are innocent victims who have no say in the matter. Perhaps they simply are kissed and want to kiss back. Perhaps they even kiss first. And why should they not?
Libba BrayStichwörter: gemma-doyle kartik
I'm going to eviscerate you and leave your organs on a pike in the yard as a warning to those who wear large jewelry.
Libba BrayStichwörter: humor gemma-doyle libba-bray a-great-and-terrible-beauty felicity-worthington
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