People didn't make life, so they can't destroy it. Even if we were to wipe out every bit of life in the world, we can't touch the place life comes from. Whatever made the plants and animals and people spring up in the first place will always be there, and life will spring up again.
Jeanne DuPrauMots clés children-s-literature ember
Sometimes, we need little lies to save our pride. And sometimes we need big lies to save our souls.
Bettie SharpeMots clés rationalization ember minette
Losing your family….it puts fear in a different perspective,” he said. “Besides, I got by all right. I stayed on the fringe around Chicago, hoped around tent cities and Red Cross camps. Worked for some people who didn’t ask questions. Avoided case-workers and foster care. And thought about you.”
“Me?” I huffed, completely unsettled. In awe at how vanilla my life seemed. In awe of what he’d endured, He turned then, meeting my eyes for the first time. When he spoke, his voice was gentle, and unashamed.
“You. The only thing in my life that doesn’t change. When everything went to hell, you were all I had.
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You can't transform a society for the better with violence, Ashala. Only with ideas.
Ambelin KwaymullinaMots clés ember dystopian-fiction ashala-wolf
Uh…I’ve seen you around here a couple of times,” he said again, staring at the book I held. “‘I had come face to face with some one whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if I allowed it to do so, it would absorb my whole nature, my whole soul, my very art itself.’”
I stared. “What?”
His lopsided grin spread into a full one, and it felt like someone had socked me in the chest. “It’s a quote from Oscar Wilde’s Dorian Gray. It’s one of my favorite books.”
Hot and smart. And apparently he was a real-life boy.
Mots clés ya hayden ember cursed
Hunger gnawed at my stomach, but I was afraid someone would be in the kitchen again. So I found myself staring at the front door. Freedom seemed just a doorknob-turn away.
When I did open the door, freedom didn't wait — a half-naked Hayden did.
You worry about hurting me, but you never seem to worry about me hurting you. And I’m the one with the killer touch.
Jennifer L. ArmentroutMots clés hurt worry ember killer-touch
Who you singing for, Beautiful?
Andrea RandallI just don’t see the point of talking unless there’s something to say.
Jessica SorensenMots clés ember jessica-sorensen
He cleared his throat, fixing his eyes on the road. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
All the hard edges within me had shimmered and gone soft.
"You said I was beautiful."
He smirked and settled back in his seat. "I guess I did.
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