I think my heart knew you were mine long before I ever realized it.
k.b. // a court of frost and starlight - feyra to rhysand (by sarah j. maas)
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Never in my adult life had I had someone looking out for me. Everything that I have wanted or needed doing, I have done myself.
And why not? I have never needed rescuing before. I suppose I always assumed that if I ever did, I would have two options: rescue myself or perish.
Heather Fawcett, Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia of Faeries
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"in-yun"
the ties between people over the course of their lives;
the belief that we meet certain people because we had interactions with them in thousands of past lives
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If we limited loving to just the sane, undamaged people, the next generation would have about three people in it and presumably humanity would die out shortly afterward.
T. Kingfisher, Paladin's Grace
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Sometimes strength isn’t swords and steel and fire, as we are so often made to believe. Sometimes it’s found in quiet, gentle places.
— Rebecca Ross, Divine Rivals
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘we were put on this earth desperate, hungry and willing.’
[text id: in a sharp set of knives, i looked for a hand to hold. / i could not stop myself from needing to belong somewhere, even if that somewhere was a burial ground.]
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C.S. Lewis once wrote,
"I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief"
And I think we all needed to hear that.
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"You know, love doesn't mean "l never want you to change." But I don't think it means "I don't care if you change" either. So I suppose it might mean, "I believe that you'll always be the person I adore." A declaration of faith, perhaps."
– Sayaka Saeki, やがて君になる (Bloom into You), Via "freckled-lili" on Tumblr
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He dreamed of the family he once had, long out of his reach.
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There is something true in every story, even the false ones.
Heather Fawcett, Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia of Faeries
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Which was worse? To feel nothing, or to grieve for something you no longer remembered? Surely when you forgot, you'd forget to be sad, or what was the point?
Bridget Collins - The Binding
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E.M. Forster // Louise Glück
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