Lesley Livingston Quotes & Sayings

It might not have been the destiny you would have asked for, Fennrys," she said quietly. "But I'm starting to think that the only destiny there is ... is the one we make for ourselves. — Lesley Livingston

Then she began to mutter to herself and gesture to the empty air.
oh. Sonny sighed. Just another central park crazy. — Lesley Livingston

A conversation with Mabh was like playing tag with a grizzly bear. — Lesley Livingston

What did the Faerie that attacked you look like?"
"Super creepy. Ripped jeans, weird tattoos, bad hair. And, come to think of it, really nice boots ... "
"Where?"
"On his feet."
Sonny winced and rubbed his temples. "Where were you attacked, Kelley?"
"Okay, see ... that was a joke. — Lesley Livingston

Temper passion with control, conviction with cunning. — Lesley Livingston

Sonny had circled three words in gold ink: i love thee. — Lesley Livingston

I thought you said you dislocated Selene's shoulder!"" Sonny called to Cait, who'd tumbled for safety into the black water behind the stern of the boat.
""I did! I guess someone elserelocated it!"" she shouted back. — Lesley Livingston

He can't die! He's the bloody King of Winter."
"Don't be absurd," said Bob, rolling an eye at the wounded Janus. "Just because he's immortal doesn't mean he can't die! — Lesley Livingston

Kelley. Your name is Kelley, isn't it?" He didn't wait for her confirmation. "Yes. Well. Tell me ... that bit just now ... was that from Dante's Inferno?"
Uh ... no," Kelley stammered. Her face felt hot.
Really?"
I'm in for it.
Are you sure?" he continued. "Because it most certainly wasn't from this play. And it bloody well sounded like hell. — Lesley Livingston

Kelley-"You know that story ends horribly, right?"
Sonny-"What did Shakepeare know? He probably would have rewritten that bit if he'd thought about it. — Lesley Livingston

You have to choose your battles. The key is choosing the ones you know you can win. — Lesley Livingston

This oath is the oath we all swear. Not to a god, or a master, or even to the Ludus Achillea... but to our sisters who stand here with us. Our sisters. This is the oath that binds us all, one to one, all to all, so that we are no longer free. We belong to each other. We are bound to each other. In swearing to each other, we free ourselves from the outside world, from the world of men, from those who would seek to bind us to Fate and that which would make us slaves. We sacrifice our liberty so that, ultimately, we can be truly free. — Lesley Livingston

Why is there blue stuff on your face?
i was partying with the smurfs. i wanted to fit in. — Lesley Livingston

You're joking. You want to help me?"
"We're brothers-in-arms, Sonny." Fennrys stood and paced restlessly. "And, truth is, I'm bored out of my mind in Manhattan. Nothing to do there but jump at shadows and put up with Aaneel's pompous yapping: 'There're crack in the Gate! Remain vigilant! Protect the puny humans! Eek, a mouse!' It's tiresome. — Lesley Livingston

There is no thing called dishonor. No thing called honor. There is only winning. Only losing. And if you lose, you don't leave a freshly made bed for your enemy to sleep in. — Lesley Livingston

Don't ever say that, Fennrys," she said. "I don't ever want to hear you say that you don't deserve or you aren't worthy. You do. You are. — Lesley Livingston

And then, when a handsome young decurion in full ceremonial armor suddenly ran down the steps of the spectator stands, leaping the barrier into the arena to sweep me into a passionate embrace, I thought the cheers would bring the stones of the Circus Maximus tumbling down. When Cai set me back on my feet, I cocked my fist again - in jest this time - and when I didn't punch him but kissed him, long and slow on his glorious mouth . . . — Lesley Livingston

Maybe honor wasn't always something won by a blade. I thought. And maybe it couldn't be so easily stripped away, even in servitude. — Lesley Livingston

He whispered, "My Firecracker... — Lesley Livingston

Death holds no fear for me. I shall conquer it as I conquer all things. — Lesley Livingston

I'm so sorry, bright little thing."

"For what, my lord?:" I asked, my voice small and lost in the dim air.

His words caught in his throat as he answered. "For not making the world a place where you could choose to fight for yourself. — Lesley Livingston

There are always two sides to every story, Kelley. Something I learned playing Richard the Third and Macbeth: if you're playing the 'bad guy', you never really think of yourself as bad. It's just that your motives are often ... misunderstood by everyone else. — Lesley Livingston

We were castoffs and slaves, orphans and unwanteds and used-to-be princesses...and we were mighty.

pg 288 — Lesley Livingston

Are you a weapon or a target? Choose! — Lesley Livingston

Sonny pulled Lucky up short and swung around to face Fennrys. I'm not afraid to die. I just don't want to die surprised. And I swear to all the gods, if the last thought that goes through my mind is 'What the hell was that?' I will hunt you down in the afterlife and punch you in the face throughout eternity. — Lesley Livingston

She felt his arms tighten around her, as they spiraled up, borne aloft on wings that were dark as the night, bright as a new star. — Lesley Livingston

I would be the master of my own fate. Me and the goddess Morrigan. No one else- and certainly no man. Mael and Aeddan could fight over me until they were both bloody. My father could deny me my blade. But they couldn't force me from my warrior's path unless I let them. — Lesley Livingston

That hallmark image of cupid as a fat cherub with arrows? I think the real cupid is some kind of psycho juvie with a taser. — Lesley Livingston

Love isn't blind. It's blinding. — Lesley Livingston

In the arena, he continued, it won't be enough just to fight your best. It's never enough to simply win the battle. What you have to win is their hearts. Caesar's heart. Charm them, beguile them, seduce the mob. That will make him fall in love with you. Because unless Caesar loves you, you cannot truly claim Victory. — Lesley Livingston

Uri...vinciri...verberari...ferroque necari.
I will endure to be burned... to be bound... to be beaten... and to be killed by the sword. — Lesley Livingston

What about the whiskey?" Jack said as they ran. "Won't it keep them out?"
The Green Maidens don't drink anything but blood." Bob's disembodied voice floated after them. "The whiskey magick won't affect them."
Wonderful," the old actor muttered, a tremor of fear in his voice. "I should've poured a Bloody Mary. — Lesley Livingston

Believe me, Kelley. If I'm not ... it's because I'm already dead." He stroked her hair, and she could feel his breath warm on her forehead, like a kiss. "Because anyone that would seek to hurt you would have to kill me first. — Lesley Livingston

Rome only exists because of slaves. That's how it functions. We are its muscles, its brains, and most of all its secrets. — Lesley Livingston

It's all tied up with what's inside you. Head and heart, mind and
soul. Who you are and what you want-that's what fuels it. That's what
shapes it. — Lesley Livingston

Time monkeys. Angry, angry time monkeys. — Lesley Livingston

It's war. Don't leave anything behind for your enemy to use. Scorch the earth, kill the cattle, foul the water. — Lesley Livingston

If you killl yourself, Comorra, it will wreck him. Utterly. Believe me on this one. So there you go - there's another casualty of war. And sure, in the grand scheme of things, whoop-dee-doo, who gives a crap about some dude's broken heart. But what about the not-so-grand scheme? Doesn't love count for something? Do you think all this ... this carnage would have happened if the Romans hadn't taken Prasutagus away from your mother? If she hadn't been so blinded by grief maybe she would have found a way to work things out with the governor instead of goading him to war." Clare shrugged helplessly. "I don't know. Maybe not. Maybe two people alone in the darkness can't generate enough light to drive it back. But maybe they can be a beacon for others. A candle in the window at midnight, you know? I mean, they can at least be there for each other, right? — Lesley Livingston

You know the life you have committed yourself to often ends in death.

All life does.

pg 217 — Lesley Livingston

There is only forward. Only tomorrow. No yesterday, no going back. And nothing of value is left behind, so nothing is truly lost. — Lesley Livingston

This is Rome. Treachery and opportunism and backstabbing run in her veins like lifeblood, and if you've never had to live your life constantly looking over your shoulder, then you have no idea how dangerous it can be. — Lesley Livingston

I knew there had to be more to honor than just one's station in life. That's what Sorcha had taught me: that actions meant more than accolades. That honor was something worth fighting for- and dying for- no matter what house you were born into. — Lesley Livingston

Great, Kelly thought, a knot of fear tightening her stomach. A mugger with a taste for Shakespeare. This could only happen in Cental Park. — Lesley Livingston

That doesn't happeneverytime you kiss someone, does it? "" Maddox said to Chloe, gasping through the pain of his double injuries. — Lesley Livingston

Some things you just have to take on faith and believe in at the risk of getting hurt. It's one of the things that the Fair Folk will never understand, and it's something that sets us apart from them. The fact that each and every time we believe in each other we take a risk. Because we know that it might NOT be the truth. But we also know that it MIGHT be. — Lesley Livingston

Yes. And also, if it's okay by you, I'd like to shut up now ... Or possibly just go somewhere and swallow my face. — Lesley Livingston

Do you stop caring about someone you love - just because they don't feel the same way? — Lesley Livingston

When people have so much money that they can do anything, buy anything, be anything, then they start to look around for the things money can't buy. Strength, courage, nobility... they see it in others. And they want it. — Lesley Livingston

You killed a tree?"
"It tried to kill me first."
"Perhaps you should tell me exactly what happened to you, Princess. — Lesley Livingston

Be brave, gladiatrix, he said, And be wary. Bright things beget treachery. Beautiful things breed envy. Once you win Caesar's love, you'll earn his enemies' hate. — Lesley Livingston

I'm not sure if you just screwed with history or if history just screwed with you. — Lesley Livingston

She drew herself up and took in a breath, concentrating on her inflection so that she could indulge him in his game. Then she leaned forward and, in her best, most sincerely love-struck voice, breathed, "I love thee."
Sonny's face was just inches from hers. His storm-gray eyes flashed, and the dark silk of his hair drifted across his cheek as he leaned in his head. "Perfect."
So was the kiss.
Perfect.
"I love thee," Sonny murmured, all pretense gone. — Lesley Livingston

You can't choose someone else's destiny for them, Kelley. And you shouldn't let anyone choose yours. — Lesley Livingston

There's one thing I've learned about mortals. They're a lot more resilient and a whole bunch more resourceful than they usually give themselves credit for. Why else do you think the Fae have always had such a fascination with them? Why d'you think Auberon uses changelings to guard the Gate? Trolls are stronger, cheaper, more plentiful, and nobody cares if they get exploded or ripped to pieces. But he uses mortals. Because they're full of hidden strengths. — Lesley Livingston

Lucky!" she shouted. The creature pulled up and pranced excitedly before her, front hooves pawing at the ground. Laughing with happiness, Kelley flung her arms around the kelpie and buried her face in his mane. Lucky nuzzled her shoulder and head-butted at her in delight.
Besides Sonny, Fennrys gestured with his good arm. "Isn't that ... ?"
"The Roan Horse, Harbinger of the Wild Hunt and Fearsome Bringer of Doom. Yeah" Sonny nodded. "Used to be."
"Thought so." Lucky kicked up his back hooves like a frolicking colt, and Fennrys snorted is disgust. "Evil really needs to step up its game. — Lesley Livingston

Well. I think it's safe to say that, in my absence, the power grabbing and backstabbing and political intrigue has officially reached an all-time Otherworld high.
— Lesley Livingston