She could not mourn. She could no longer weep grasping the essence of annihilation, she wished only to cease, to be no more, as if sunk in some profound sleep devoid of wakening.
Tanith LeeTags: mourning
I will draw you back to me. You shall see. By a chain of stars.
Tanith LeeTags: love
He sat by her, watching every gesture she made, as if he would paint her portrait afterward.
Tanith LeeTags: love
The kind of teacher who never learned anything herself. Or taught anything, except sarcasm or fear.
Tanith LeeWhen the night burned its cloak in the sunrise...
Tanith LeeTags: daybreak
I haven't changed. Something's happened to me, that's all.
Tanith LeeLouisa beheld the grounds and house with the calm pleasure of one who has seen nothing, been nowhere, expects everything, and has little imagination.
Tanith LeePale beauty stands aghast,” he said, “at the vulgar ugliness of men.
Tanith LeeShe was what an aristocrat should be, porcelain and silk, unreachable, gracious, untainted by the dust of all this common death.
Tanith LeeI'm not very good at being alive. Sometimes I despair of ever mastering it, getting it right. When I'm old, perhaps.
Tanith LeeTags: young-adult coming-of-age the-silver-metal-lover
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