Natalia Marx Quotes & Sayings
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Famous Quotes By Natalia Marx
Sometimes I wish I had never saved your neck from decapitation in Faroe. Then I could just descend into lewdness in peace. — Natalia Marx
Syldor was not a land of oppressive rules, roles, and labels. Here, love and power were open to, for, and between all; woman or man, rich or poor. What mattered was the sharpness of your mind, the speed of your blade, and the heat of your touch. — Natalia Marx
She would stay there, flying across the sea like a mermaid with wings, until the end. — Natalia Marx
Just as foreplay is the key to good sex, preparation is essential to achieving victory in battle. Right, lieutenant? — Natalia Marx
My heart was oaken before you set it on fire. It will continue to smolder, long after the flame that ignited it has gone. — Natalia Marx
Leliana advanced like a predator, hair lashing like a whip behind her. She abandoned the reins, riding the horse like they had merged into one charging centaur.
She aroused images of deities on winged horses, of untamed forests in a windstorm, of legendary heroes of legendary quests. Burning desire shot straight to his loins at the sight of her.
He ached for this woman, this goddess that streaked across his vision like a figment of his imagination, of his deepest desires and most guarded wishes. He could lose himself, mind, body, and soul, to a woman like that. Any sane man would. — Natalia Marx
Like a dried up spring, magic trickled forth with less and less strength, until one day, the people awoke and there was simply no more to be had. — Natalia Marx
With a blade at your throat, a well-connected uncle or a wealthy mother could not save you. Only you could save yourself. — Natalia Marx
His mother's words faded to myth, concocted by a gentle soul to delight the imagination of a boy.
Until one day, they were no longer a myth. One day, he would wish he had never heard them at all because they spelled his happiness--and his eternal sorrow. — Natalia Marx