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The tiger
has swallowed
a black sun.

In his cold
cage he
carries it still.

Black flames
flicker through
his fur.

Black rays roar
from the centers
of his eyes. — Valerie Worth

My eyes filled with tears. "Get out."
"Pigeon," he said, taking a step toward me.
"Get OUT!" I said, grabbing the glass from the night stand and throwing it at him. He ducked, and it shattered against the wall in hundreds of tiny, glistening shards. "I hate you! — Jamie McGuire

If you wait to dance on the moon, you may never dance at all. — Nadia Hashimi

If there be a true way that leads to the Everlasting Kingdom, it is most certainly that of suffering, patiently endured. — Saint Colette

I just like being around you while you're still breathing." She glanced my way. "I'm pretty selfish like that. — Lisa Kessler

Prince Kai?" Peony spun toward her so fast, she tripped on the skirts of Adri's kimono and fell, screaming, onto her bed. "Who's Prince Kai?" she yelled, struggling to sit back up. "Only my future husband! — Marissa Meyer

I'm the motherfucking fox, no one can catch the fox. -Takumi — John Green

My legs gave way and the Darkling caught me up against his body with one surprisingly strong arm.
"I guess you only look like a mouse," he whispered in my ear, and then beckoned to one of his personal guard. "Take her," he said, handing me over to the oprichnik who reached out his arm to support me. I felt myself flush at the indignity of being handed over like a sack of potatoes, but I was too shaky and confused to protest. Blood was running down my arm from the cut the Darkling had given me. — Leigh Bardugo

I could introduce myself properly, but it's not really necessary. You will know me well enough and soon enough, depending on a diverse range of variables. It suffices to say that at some point in time, I will be standing over you, as genially as possible. Your soul will be in my arms. A color will be perched on my shoulder. I will carry you gently away. — Markus Zusak

She is forever beautiful just like the roses. — Avijeet Das

A day is a pocket of possibility and it's always there, waiting for your willing hand. — Ann Voskamp

I no longer wonder whether something like me should be allowed to exist. I do exist. — Laure Eve