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I suppose there will never be a lack of things to say, of stories to be told and shared.
...have a theory that she is in love with the dream of someone and not an actual person.
It's a wonderful sort of feeling when people want to spend more time in a world you created.
Life takes us to unexpected places sometimes. The future is never set in stone, remember that.
Once they were librarians, but that is a subject they will only discuss if heavily intoxicated.
The fact that people are already reading and loving something I wrote is still hard to believe.
If she were gone I would be nothing. You should think better of yourself than to settle for that.
I have been surrounded by love letters you two have built each other for years, encased in tents.
So it’s really best to keep your secrets when you have them, for their own good, as well as yours.
It is likely to make us think we are not caged. We cannot feel the bars unless we push against them.
Natural talent is a questionable phenomenon. Inclination perhaps, but innate ability is extremely rare.
This is not magic. This is the way the world is, only very few people take the time to stop and note it.
I think that's a hallmark of a really good story that it has readers that it speaks to more than others.
I am haunted by the ghost of my father, I think that should allow me to quote Hamlet as much as I please.
I have tried to let you go and I cannot. I cannot stop thinking of you. I cannot stop dreaming about you.
You believe you could not live with the pain. Such pain is not lived with. It is only endured. I am sorry.
Because I do not wish to know,” he says. “I prefer to remain unenlightened, to better appreciate the dark.
Sometimes I write what I can't paint, and I paint what I can't write. I use a different part of the brain.
How are you managing to keep everyone from aging?” Celia asks after a while. “Very carefully,” Marco answers.
Comic-Con was crazy, good crazy... Five minutes after I'm done, the cast of 'Twilight' is where I was sitting.
The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not.
I didn't know your identity, but I had an impression of who my opponent was, being surrounded by things you made.
They say it's darkest before the dawn, but it also tend to be quietest, and the quiet lets you hear yourself better.
You're in the right place at the right time, and you care enough to do what needs to be done. Sometimes that's enough.
...He is sure that the Bailey he is now is closer to the Bailey he is supposed to be than the Bailey he had been before
Only the ship is made of books, its sails thousands of overlapping pages, and the sea it floats upon is dark black ink.
“Nothing's impossible,” Poppet responds. She smiles at him and jumps, her red hair trailing out behind her as she falls.
And now, I'm a best selling author, a different sort of fairy tale that I still sometimes wonder when I'll wake up from.
I don;t think there's anything wrong with being a dreamer. There is not. But dreams have ways of turning into nightmares.
Most maidens are perfectly capable of rescuing themselves in my experience, at least the ones worth something, in any case.
Good and evil are a great deal more complex than a princess and a dragon . . . is not the dragon the hero of his own story?
I'm kind of big on performance in general. I like the sort of entertainment where you can go in and be fully immersed in it.
A woman I should like to think I know rather well and a woman I had always considered a mystery, are in fact the same person.
Love is fickle and fleeting," Tsukiko continues. "It is rarely a solid foundation for decisions to be made upon, in any game.
"I am already married," she remarks to the empty air, twisting the ring on her right hand that covers an sold, distinctive scar.
Everything I have done, every change I have made to that circus, every impossible feat and astounding sight, I have done for her.
I believe you have my umbrella" he says, almost out of breath but wearing a grin that has too much wolf in it to be properly sheepish.
It is difficult to see a situation for what it is when you are in the midst of it,” Tsukiko says. “It is too familiar. Too comfortable.
Writing in a near-frenzy is wonderful and freeing but, for me, it does not result in a nice shiny novel. Instead what I have is a mess.
The sensation reminds him of the first snow of winter, for those first few hours when everything is blanketed in white, soft and quiet.
Writing in a near frenzy is wonderful and freeing, but for me, it did not result in a nice, shiny novel. Instead, what I have is a mess.
I'm an emotional sort of person in general and I have a vivid imagination, so I feel the whole spectrum of emotion strongly when I write.
You look like a ghost," Bailey says. He can think of no better way to describe it. "You appear the same way to me, so which of us is real?
Have you tried the cinnamon things?" Poppet asks. "They're rather new. What are they called, Widge?" "Fantastically delicious cinnamon things?
I do not like sitting idly by when something clearly isn't right. I feel... not trapped but something like it, and I don't know what to about.
Her father picks different names for her as they change locales, but he uses Miranda often, presumably because he knows how much it annoys her.
It's not a real name," she says. "Not one that he's carried with him always. It's one he wears like his hat. So he can take it off if he wants.
Are we going to discuss whatever it is you are here to discuss instead of dancing around it?” he asks. “I was never a particularly good dancer.
We are two different people, Ethan. Just because you could never decide which one of us you were in love with does not make us interchangeable.
Plot is not my forte. It's like I have to live in my head in the book for a while before I figure out what the story is... My process is a bit messier.