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Say that you don't love him!" Amarantha shrieked, and the blood on my hands became the blood of that rabbit - became the blood of what I had lost.
But I wouldn't say it. Because loving Tamlin was the only thing I had left, the only thing I couldn't sacrifice.
A path cleared through my red-and-black vision. I found Tamlin's eyes - wide as he crawled toward Amarantha, watching me die, and unable to save me while his wound slowly healed, while she still gripped his power.
Amarantha had never intended for me to live, never intended to let him go.
"Amarantha, stop this," Tamlin begged at her feet as he clutched the gaping wound in his chest. "Stop. I'm sorry - I'm sorry for what I said about Clythia all those years ago. Please. — Sarah J. Maas

I think traditional supermarkets have to pay attention to the fact that America is more and more conscious of lifestyle. — Ronald Burkle

My rule of thumb is that if I am interested or intrigued by something, others will be as well. — Wolf Blitzer

I want to be your lifeline, not your anchor. — Jewel E. Ann

I try to focus on the melodies and try to make everything else minimal. The melody and the lyrics are most important to me. — Sharon Van Etten

And now I am eking out my days in my corner, taunting myself with the bitter and entirely useless consolations that an intelligent man cannot seriously become anything; that only a fool can become something. Yes, sir, an intelligent nineteenth-century man must be, is morally bound to be, an essentially characterless creature; and a man of character, a man of action - an essentially limited creature. This is my conviction at the age of forty. I am forty now, and forty years - why, it is all of a lifetime, it is the deepest of old age. Living past forty is indecent, vulgar, immoral! — Fyodor Dostoevsky

Birds never sing in caves. — Henry David Thoreau

We're like Iraq. We're hiding missiles. We've got two missiles in reserve. — Jayson Williams

Isn't this a little... morbid?"...
"Morbid?" I mange half a smile. "Or cathartic?"
"Most cathartic things are morbid," he amends. "Healing through melancholy."
I roll my eyes. "Leave it to you to find something poetic about slicing off the heads of snowmen. — Sara Raasch