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Heaven Christoph Marzi Quotes By Dawn O'Porter

You need to realise how gorgeous you are.'
She laughs, but I'm not trying to be funny. 'I mean it Flo, you really are. Somewhere under all that disbelief. — Dawn O'Porter

Heaven Christoph Marzi Quotes By Robert W. Welch Jr.

Neither facts nor pictures seem to sink into our centers of feeling any more. — Robert W. Welch Jr.

Heaven Christoph Marzi Quotes By Annette Bening

My parents were very supportive. They went to every show. And they never told me not to do what I was doing. — Annette Bening

Heaven Christoph Marzi Quotes By Joseph Campbell

We are kept out of the Garden by our own fear and desire in relation to what we think to be the goods of our life. — Joseph Campbell

Heaven Christoph Marzi Quotes By Ovid

The lamp burns bright when wick and oil are clean. — Ovid

Heaven Christoph Marzi Quotes By Laurell K. Hamilton

An absolute monarch who believes in free will, isn't that against the rules?" Onilwyn asked.
"No," I said, my face buried against Adair's skin, "it's not. Not against my rules." My voice was beginning to drag with that edge of sleep.
"I think I will like your rules," Onilwyn said and his voice, too, was growing heavy.
"The rules, yes," Rhys said, "but the housework is a bitch. — Laurell K. Hamilton

Heaven Christoph Marzi Quotes By Charles Stross

I tend to think that immortal souls, invisible sky daddies, and Santa Claus all belong in the same basket. The disposition of that basket is left as an exercise for the reader. — Charles Stross

Heaven Christoph Marzi Quotes By Margaret Atwood

Siren Song

This is the one song everyone
would like to learn: the song
that is irresistible:

the song that forces men
to leap overboard in squadrons
even though they see beached skulls

the song nobody knows
because anyone who had heard it
is dead, and the others can't remember.
Shall I tell you the secret
and if I do, will you get me
out of this bird suit?
I don't enjoy it here
squatting on this island
looking picturesque and mythical
with these two feathery maniacs,
I don't enjoy singing
this trio, fatal and valuable.

I will tell the secret to you,
to you, only to you.
Come closer. This song

is a cry for help: Help me!
Only you, only you can,
you are unique

at last. Alas
it is a boring song
but it works every time. — Margaret Atwood