Vitriolo Azul Quotes & Sayings
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Faris turned on him. "Why choose to wear black today, of all days? I know why I'm in black. Why are you? Mourning?
He looked startled. "One does not wear mourning for a servant."
You still don't understand, do you? He was not my servant."
He regarded her anger, aghast. "What then? What else could he be?
Her empty hands shook as she held them out to him. Her voice shook as she replied, "Glove to my hand." Slowly she closed her fists. "Everything. — Caroline Stevermer

A friend is a lot of things, but a critic isn't. — Bernard Williams

I think of their anger as a wind. And that wind took them away. From me. And all the others like me. So — Benjamin Alire Saenz

The chemistry of mind is different from the chemistry of love. The mind is careful, suspicious, he advances little by little. He advices "Be careful, protect yourself" Whereas love says "Let yourself, go!" The mind is strong, never fells down, while love hurts itself, fells into ruins. But isn't it in ruins that we mostly find the treasures? A broken heart hides so many treasures. — Elif Shafak

the one
who will jolt awake
all the unwritten
the unsung
and the unlived
in me.
i am waiting
for him. — Sanober Khan

Is it too much to hope that maybe, just maybe, he could look past the cancer and see me? — D. Nichole King

I had been thinking about how greatness always has a hand from luck or fate. That no one ever achieves anything with their will alone. The luck or fate that helped us, amongst many others, was that my sister happened to know these two heavy metal kids David Navarro and Stephen Perkins. — Eric Avery

You saved me tonight."
"No," he said, eyes flashing, one brow arched. "You saved yourself, Al. I was just your getaway driver. — Laura Kaye

The first gold medal we had won for the Soviet Union. This one we won for each other. — Ekaterina Gordeeva

Kids aren't going to understand single life in New York City. — Melissa Joan Hart

John flung himself into a pseudo-karate stance, one hand poised behind him and one in front, posed like a cartoon cactus. I thought for an odd moment he had moved his limbs so fast they had made that whoosh sound through air but then I realized John was making that sound with his mouth. — David Wong