All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Stichwörter: strength poetry frost glitter gold lost roots strong wander wither
Tell freedom I said hello.
Lauren DeStefanoStichwörter: wither freedom dystopian lauren-destefano
The only characters I ever don't like are ones that leave no impression on me. And I don't write characters that leave no impression on me.
Lauren DeStefanoStichwörter: wither characters lauren-destefano
It doesn't matter how much his mother loves him; love is not enough to keep any of us alive.
Lauren DeStefanoStichwörter: love wither death
He kissed back, all the pages spread out around us like riddles waiting to be solved. Let them wait. Let my genes unravel, my hinges come loose. If my fate rests in the hands of a madman, let death come and bring its worse. I'll take the ruined craters of laboratories, the dead trees, this city with ashes in the oxygen, if it means freedom. I'd sooner die here than live a hundred years with wires in my veins.
Lauren DeStefanoStichwörter: wither fever chemical-garden-trilogy
Don't forget how you got here. Don't Forget.
Lauren DeStefanoStichwörter: wither
I rip my handout of hers, and I want to back away. I want to get as far from her as I can, but for some reason I can't move from this spot."What else did you tell him?
Lauren DeStefanoStichwörter: wither
He looks at me, and I don't know what he sees. I used to think it was Rose. But she's not here with us now, in this room. It's just him and me, and the books. I feel like our lives are in those books. I feel like all the words on the pages are for us.
Lauren DeStefanoStichwörter: books wither sadness library fever lauren-destefano chemical-garden-trilogy sever
Vaughn is talking about the heat, and his voice is so excited that it breaks into whispers at times. He loves his madness the way a bird loves the sky.
Lauren DeStefanoStichwörter: insanity wither madness dystopia vaughn sever the-chemical-garden-trilogy
I don't dare touch her. Loss is a knowledge I'm sorry to have. Perhaps the only thing worse than experiencing it, is watching it replay anew in someone else--all the awful stages picking up like a chorus that has to be sung.
Lauren DeStefanoStichwörter: knowledge wither loss sadness grief lauren-destefano sever the-chemical-garden-trilogy
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