By investing others with the power to dictate who you are, you rob yourself of an opportunity to truly grow.
If you keep it," Daneca says, "he'll have his claws in you. " Everyone has their claws in me. Everyone.
He wondered whether growing up was learning that most stories turned out to be lies.
Tana. In all my long life, though there were many times I prayed for it, no one has ever saved me. No one but you.
If they were real, then maybe the world was big enough to have magic in it. And if there was magic — even bad magic, and Zach knew it was more likely that there was bad magic than any good kind — then maybe not everyone had to have a story like his father's, a story like the kind all the adults he knew told, one about giving up and growing bitter.
I thought you needed to be tougher. But I've been thinking that protecting somebody by hurting them before someone else gets the chance isn't the kind of protecting that anybody wants.
There’s people who do things and people who never do—who say they will someday, but they just don’t. I want to go on a quest. I’ve always wanted to go on a quest. And now that I have one, I’m not backing down from it. I’m not going home until it’s complete.
I am living proof that if you catch prostate cancer early, it can be reduced to a temporary inconvenience, and you can go back to a normal life.
Women and men are constructed differently, cosmically differently, never mind the physiognomy, but the cosmic memory we carry within us. The purposes we serve, the things that drive us, the things that are important to us are basically different.
It is impossible to see the angel unless you first have a notion of it.
Questions are creative acts of intelligence.